My new favorite SF place is often described as a Dog Heaven; Fort Funston.
It's my second year living in The City and I still can't wrap my head around this thing called San Francisco Summer. Until it happens... Just when the depression that I have completely missed summer hits, the thermometer creeps into the 80s and 90s. The fog disappears.
On this particular SF summer weekend, Lote convinced the crew to checkout Fort Funston. The name doesn't serve it any justice. Neither does the parking lot, it is nothing but sawdust and bark. Not very impressive.
Beyond the parking lot is breathtaking trails that take you alongside cliffs leading the Pacific Ocean.
This place takes your breath away.