Waning gibbous moon …
Giulio Verne tucked in for the night …
We’ve been watching the Giulio Verne for the last few days as it slowly moves along the waterfront toward Potrero Point.
The TransBay Cable (a 53-mile long, 400 MW high voltage DC transmission line connecting the PG&E substation in Pittsburg with one down at Potrero Point in San Francisco) is becoming a reality.
Soon the spewing Unit#3 at Potrero Point will shut down. Unit#3 has the honor of being San Francisco’s #1 source of nitrogen oxide (NOx) emissions. Take a bow, Unit#3.
When the cable is functioning, next spring, the California Independent System Operator (CAISO) will allow San Francisco to close down Unit#3. The three peaker plants at Potrero Point must remain available, however, until such time as San Francisco has replacement alternative power generation in place.
The ferries head in and head out. The bridge is empty of traffic (except for the 108 on the upper deck) while repairs continue on the eastern span.
After sunrise. A single truck on the bridge. Traffic is only allowed between San Francisco and Treasure Island/Yerba Buena: the 108, a few cars, repair vehicles, an occasional truck. That’s it until the repairs on the broken crossbeam and tie rods are finished, examined, inspected, okay’d, and the bridge re-opens.
Traffic elsewhere is a scramble. BART and the ferries are packed.
Took some photos from the deck of one of the Eureka Valley Victorians while we were on the house tour Sunday. Biggify by clicking on the photo.
Added: [desciption] TCHO as the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.
(I also PhotoShop’d the picture to enhance the edges. So sue me.) Check the links below.
Public transit to Eureka Valley for the annual (always a different neighborhood) San Francisco Victorian Home tour.
Then walked up and over to Noe Valley and hung out (in bookstores and a bar, ‘natch) until Contigo (1320 Castro Street — between 24th St & Jersey St) opened for dinner.
Dee-lish dinner.
Walked down to Church and took the J to the Montgomery Station and popped above ground to take the 30 to Washington Square Park. Walked home.
I’ll write about all in more detail … later.
Sailors’ delight. …
Took a handful of pictures of Treasure Island tonight. The setting sun drifting across the eastern clouds was reason enough.
The spinning Ferris wheel on the island frosted the cake.
Handwritten Recipes found tucked here and there.
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