So, as I rode my bike along the narrow path sandwiched in between the oncoming traffic and the outside bridge railing—one side looking like the edge of the earth, the water looming 245 feet below—I was horrified when the first large diesel truck drove passed me. Whoosh—the bridge lashing out a crosswind that shoved me towards the water. Okay, this is not the joy ride I had in mind. Yet the view, the span of the reddish Art Deco suspension bridge pointing towards the city, was beautiful beyond description. The evening fog from the west was just starting to roll in. I looked ahead, hubby and 10 year old daughter were just buzzing along—they were not getting beaten to the bridge's edge by the crosswinds. Hmmm, hubby weighs a lot more than I do, and daughter is so tiny—she is closer to the ground than I. I had never heard anyone talk about these crosswinds, so I knew there must be a solution. I glanced over to the west side of the bridge, at bikers traveling north. They were not being beaten by the winds. But I noticed they had their heads tucked low, against their handle bars. Problem solved—I needed a lower profile. The enjoyment now began. I had conquered the beast! We stopped at the first tower to admire the surrounding scenery. But my eye caught something I had never seen when driving across the bridge—a bright yellow box labeled “Crisis Counseling”.
This bridge is dotted with 13 call boxes, a reminder that the bridge is not just a light-hearted-material-logo for the city of San Francisco; it is also the most popular place in the entire world to commit suicide. According to statistics, there is an average of one new suicide every two weeks. How sad, something so beautiful having such a dark reputation.
As I battled the crosswinds to stay safely on the bridge, I couldn’t imagine—looking below at the kiteboaders dancing on top of the waves—someone actually jumping off of this bridge.
Hmmm, moving right along . . . here are some interesting facts I found out about the bridge. It took 4 years and cost more than 35 million dollars to build. Upon completion in 1937, the Golden Gates’ 4200 feet long main span was the longest suspension bridge span in the world. The weight of its road is hung from two cables that pass through two main towers located towards each end of the bridge. There are 80,000 miles of wire in the main cables. The paint color of the bridge is officially called International Orange, chosen to compliment the surrounding area and make the bridge stand out in the fog. The two towers rise 500 feet above the roadway. There are 5 traffic lanes; yellow markers are moved to adjust to the traffic flow. The road going across the bridge is part of both Highway 101 and Highway 1. The toll is $6 per vehicle going into the city. Outbound traffic, pedestrians, and bicycles are toll free.
Above: Family on the south (San Francisco) side of the Golden Gate Bridge.
Below: Heading back across the bridge.
I was relieved to find out when we were riding back, going with the flow of traffic, there were no more crosswinds to contend with. Whew!
After we had completed our ride, I felt a big sense of accomplishment. What a rush—a real “high” from life. Even my daughter was amazed at the feeling she was left with after crossing that red sleeping giant.
What an awesome experience! WOW! So fun to see your pictures and read about your experience here, especially after hearing about it in person. Thanks so much for sharing. :)
ReplyDeleteGreat write up of the adventure. I cross the bridge several times a month and have only walked it a few times. The "celebration" looked very delicious. Surprised you didn't write more about that.
ReplyDeleteWe never hear about the suicides on the news or in the papers.
Andrew, I don’t think you hear about the suicides on the news for two reasons: because the city doesn’t want that type of publicity, and they don’t want people to feel they can become immortalized by broadcasting it on the nightly news.
ReplyDeleteIf you have the stomach for it, there is a 2006 documentary film called "The Bridge". The movie was shot with multiple cameras pointed at a notorious suicide spot on the bridge during 2004. It captured 23 people as they took their final plunge, and then offers interviews with grieving families. Because of the attention that this film created, it has prompted the city of San Francisco to build a $45 - $50 million dollar suicide net (a giant steel net hanging 20 feet below the bridge to catch the jumpers). Check out:
http://www.aolnews.com/nation/article/iconic-golden-gate-bridge-to-get-45m-suicide-net/19573836
And the “celebration” at Ghirardelli’s can be a post unto itself on another day! :-D
That's my kind of celebration! I can imagine myself being there.
ReplyDeleteBy the way I have to say that I loved your comments on our blog. I really chuckled when I read the one about Peter making Portland sound like an alien planet. And it would be so grand to get together and play games. If only we did live closer. But if you ever do want to come visit Portland we would have a lot of fun to share.
Made me really homesick for SF! It's been a long time but I remember having some of the same feelings you did the first time walking across. I loved living there even though it was a brief year stay. I always hated going across the Bay bridge, but loved the Golden Gate. Keep the travel stories coming, I am living vicariously through you!
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