Upon leaving Yuma, one must first go through an Ag Check Point, a Border Check Point just after that and one last check point by the Salton Sea. This one had the worst traffic line. No happy dance here.
Our first pit stop for fuel was in Indio which gave Bella a chance to stretch her legs as well and smell things she had never smelt before. She is such a good traveler. From here we hop on the 10 and head toward LA. Yuck, and definitely no happy dancing going on. Just as we thought we could do another one here comes our first delay. When we saw all the emergency vehicles ahead we thought it was going to be a dead stop. Well maybe we felt like dancing again because just as we approach the wreck, it had just happened and we were only delayed about 10 minutes. I can't say the same for others further back as they were taking 4 lanes down to 2 and we were in the right place at the time.
Between Gilroy and San Jose we saw a lot of oil pumping machines that looked a lot like dinosaurs. It's not the first time we have seen these but was the first time I was able to capture a picture of them. So many of them are no longer pumping. Only a few, like this one, were actually working.
As we approached the city we could see the fog already rolling in or maybe it was trying to go back out. Either way we thought this was kind of neat view with the tower peeking out the top. I can't say we were doing a happy dance driving a 30 ft trailer through the street of San Francisco but it really wasn't that bad. I was able to snap away while we went from stop light to stop light.
I couldn't help but snap off pictures of their extraordinary buildings. As we approached the Golden Gate Bridge I was positive I wasn't going to get a picture of it. Usually you could see it from this area. We wondered if we used up all our happy dances.
And as we came up on it this is all we saw...
Then as we continued on...
Half way across there was no more fog. Happy, happy dance!