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We woke to a gray sky and a mist that seemed to fill the air and our lungs. It wasn’t unusual for this part of California, but it was not what I was used to… not yet. Even with the haze that seemed to hush over the city, I couldn’t help but be excited to spend the day with my Christopher.
We stepped out the front doors of our temporary “home” and the fog kissed our cheeks. I wound my arm tightly around his, and we headed off for our journey.
We were headed to the Golden Gates… today was the day to visit The Bridge. I don’t know what it is about bridges exactly. Driving over them doesn’t seem to bother me, too much. I’m really not afraid that anything is going to happen either. It’s just… walking on them… it makes me… dizzy. The height. Looking down to see the water moving below. The strong winds seem to be charged by the water. Dizzy.
I wasn’t about to let him experience this alone though. It was something he wanted. He wanted to walk the bridge and was willing to go alone, but I wanted to experience this with him. I knew, while dizzying, it would be exhilarating.
It seemed only too soon that we arrived. The large arches weren’t hidden in the murky cloud that seemed to cover everything else. I stopped for a moment. Not moving. It seemed to help. I could see that this slightly amused Christopher as he gave me a small sideways glance and smiled, winding my arm even tighter through his until I could feel his muscle squeeze my little arm. I pursed my lips.
I took a deep breathe and sighed, “Let’s do it.” Moving one foot in front of the other. Enjoying the scenery and not looking down. It was exhilarating, every step took us higher. The more we walked the larger the bridge became. Bikers, in full gear, flew past, joggers and tourists alike, all enjoying the breathtaking views.
As we approached the wide open spaces over the water below, far from either side, the wind took on a sweet howl.
Each time a large truck blew past me or a harsh wind came a little to strong, I would halt for a moment, frozen on my feet. Chris would get a sly grin on his face and pull me closer to his side. I knew I was safe… just dizzy.
Then the words came, “Wait here.” And he was gone, off to the edge he darted, camera in hand. I closed my eyes and waited, and then felt completely silly. This was childish, of course I knew nothing was going to happen. So I opened my eyes, only to see him hanging over the edge. The place people go when, um, when they don’t want to come back. I let out a gasp that I’m sure was a bit to loud and closed my eyes again, for a moment. Courage came over me and I found myself moving toward him, eyes open and focused.
“Great!” he said, “let’s get some pictures of you at the edge.” With that, he took my hand and gently lead me, I could hear the soft laughter in his throat.
It was a good thing that even in the haze there was still a brightness bouncing off the clouds and I could wear sunglasses. At least this way, I wouldn’t feel so ridiculous if my eyes stayed closed the entire time I was near the edge. But, something happened. The breeze became gentle and brushed my face, seeming to take any dizziness with it. My eyes were open and admiring the view. I stood a bit taller now, more confident. I even looked down a couple of times, but decided not to push it.
I still stayed close to my other half, but for different reasons. We bantered and played. I still pretended not to watch when he would lean or play over the edge, but my eyes wouldn’t leave his side.
With our steps in stride, now on solid ground, Christopher wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. In my ear, he whispered, “I’m proud of you, thank you.” It rolled off his lips. My smile couldn’t be contained. With that, the drops that were holding off in the never-ending gray overcast sky began to trickle, we laughed and ran for cover.
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a couple more
Izzy 'N Emmy says
Such a lovely story and beautiful photos! Congrats on making your way through the adventure!
Briony says
I am so glad that you got to
experience that…and that you conquered a fear (even if it was just being dizzy)I also love hoe you wrote it…reminded me very much of my favorite book series. haha. Hope you are enjoying the snow on your day off.
FatGirlsSkinny says
You are one brave chick. If B was standing beside me, I’d still pass out. I’m terrified of bridges. I love the pix, so gorgeous.
antoinette marie says
being currently manless, that’s always the part that stands out for me. so many men would have teased or pouted at your initial reluctance. and in the end he knew just the right thing to say, giving you edification, never once making light of your plight. what an awesome guy you have! amazing photos too! glad you’re home again. bet baby blue was ecstatic to see you! blessings…
jennykate77 says
Beautiful words.
Beautiful pictures.
Beautiful view.
Thanks for sharing 🙂
Christina Lee says
you were brave!!! and so stinkin’ cute with your trendy torn jeans and fitted jacket!!!! I just may have to refer to you in a post 🙂
~Trish~ says
The cable picture is incredible!
Blissful Babe says
I, too, think the cable photo is fabulous! Oh how I envy you and your photographic abilities!! And your cuteness, and your Christopher and your, and your and your.
:p
You guys are so cute that it makes me throw up in my mouth a little.
But in a good way!!
*snicker snort snicker*
gingela5 says
Great pictures! I would have probably puked being that close to the edge! And you are so pretty!
Elizabeth Bonds says
First, I’d like to thank you for commenting at my blog. Second, I’d love to tell you how amazing these photos are. WOW. You always do post amazing pictures, though.
Simply Stork says
what an exciting adventure…beautiful photos!
~simply~
KDLOST says
Great Story! 🙂 Gorgeous pics.
Live.Love.Eat says
Love the photos and the story. You brought what seems like a simple action to a greater life!!!!!
Kelly says
Thanks for all your comments on my blog!
This is a beautiful story and of course, beautiful pictures! I felt like I was there with you! What an amazing sight it must have been!
Rachel says
lovely photos! makes me feel like i am there with you guys (but kinda glad i am not – heights scare the begeezus out of me).
Corey~living and loving says
you have such a wonderful story telling ability. so much talent young lady. 🙂
and hubby must have a photo talent himself. I totally love all the photos. wow!
Rona's Home Page says
I’m just adding to the fact that I love these photos of the bridge.
wenderful says
Beautiful photos! Just visiting from SITs. Hey, if you’re still in SF, my sister owns a boutique on Union called FLaunt. They have really cute clothes.
Have a great day!
Jamie says
Bea-u-ti-ful photos and love story 😉 So sweet…
Thanks for sharing!
TMI Tara says
Those pix are amazing and YOU are an excellent writer!
suzi says
Wow, I’ve always wanted to walk across that bridge… someday.
hey, I gave you a shout out in my SITSmas post this morning! 🙂
traci says
stunning photos, i feel like i am right there with you!
Grace says
sensationally said. wonderfully written. i’m sitting here with a goofy grin on my face. 🙂
Tracy says
Ohhhh great photos!
Casey's trio says
You’re a brave girl! Breathtaking pictures though.
Robin says
Visiting from Stampin’ Mom. What gorgeous shots! Congrats on your feat of bravery!
Tooj says
These pics are wonderful….they give a great sense of being there with you…I’ve never really gotten that from photography before. Thanks for sharing!
LenaLoo says
Beautiful! I’ve wanted to walk the Golden Gate since I moved to NorCal 3 years ago… I think it will be my 2009 resolution, because we don’t know what the rest of the year will bring!