Blue hour from Yerba Buena Island. This beach is as difficult to access as you may imagine, particularly following recent rains. What is most striking about this location is to find oneself virtually alone on a quiet stretch of beach, save for some gentle lapping waves of the bay, and seeing the bustling city at the opposite end, where nearly a million people are beginning their Saturday night. A distant rumble of cars on the bridge is a reminder you are not alone...not even close.
Completed in 1936, the western span of the Bay Bridge joins San Francisco and Oakland, by way of Yerba Buena Island. As lovely as the new eastern span lights the night with its angles, patterns, and clean light, there is still a very classic beauty that exists within this older section of the bridge.