On my last day in San Francisco, I was up early and I decided to take the Cable Cars down to Fisherman’s Wharf. It was a beautiful morning, but I left my camera back at the hotel. I had packed it up the previous night since I would have to leave right from the meeting to the airport.

I really enjoyed the sights and sounds of early morning. It was a Saturday, so the streets were fairly empty. When I got down to the end of the line, I found a Starbuck’s (for my morning jolt) and found a vantage point to look at the Golden Gate Bridge.

To my utter amazement, the full moon was setting over the Golden Gate Bridge. Imagine if you will, the dawn. The sky over the ocean is still a greyish blue. The sky above is turning the morning blue and the sun is peaking over the city. The moon is not white, but a pale pink, reflecting the red rays of the sun coming through the atmosphere. It was an unbreathable moment.

I think about this missed photo. In some senses, the fact that I knew this vision was ephemeral made it more precious to me, but I wish I could have shown Soleil and Luna this.

The best I can do is show you a solar eclipse over the bridge, but it is not the same.

I regret that I left the camera at the hotel.. In a future life, I will not leave it behind.