We drove to Oakland Monday. It was part of a bigger plan, but that plan got detoured by smoke and hazy air. So this is as far as we could go, before we turned around to head back home. We spent the night with our astonishingly beautiful and precocious grand-daughter and her equally spectacular parents. There are some people on the planet who actually give hope for the future, and lucky for us, we spent Monday night with them. When we came home on Tuesday, the gusty winds we had driven through on Monday had dispersed the smoke and haze. We didn't know what to expect, those winds could have blown the smoke anywhere. But it was clear here. And, even better, the temperatures had dropped 20 degrees. All good. While we were in Oakland, we took a hike through some beautiful redwoods and found ourselves looking out across the foggy bay to San Francisco. I set the camera to focus on Oakland, and that's the pic I got.
We also heard the trees squeaking in the wind. Here's a bit of what it sounded like. Turn your sound way up: