Reno to San Francisco

I would have to say that of all the places I have been in this country, it is a toss up between crossing Wyoming or the trip from Salt Lake City to the Sierra Nevada Range in California for the most desolate unoccupied distances I have traveled. Reno is a city in the middle of nothing, at least traveling on I-80 East to West. I can't speak for north/south. We went through so many elevation and temperature changes in very dry desert air, on this trip, that I now have bronchitis and have lost my voice. David went through some sore throat problems too. As we reached the mountains in eastern California we reached a new high in elevation. We crossed 7300' above sea level and within an hour we were at 1000 ft. with 5% to 6% grades down much of the way. At times it was like descending on an airliner with ear pressure and all. On the way to the RV park in Larkspur, CA in Marin county, we reached levels of -40', below sea level.
Yesterday we had our first Burmese food ever at the recommendation of an employee of the RV park. It was a bit different than mainstream Asian food, but was quite good. Then we went to the Presidio which was a big deal when I was at Fort Ord near Monterey, CA in 1967 for Army basic training. During WWII it was a major west coast defensive fort after the attack on Pearl Harbor. However it is just a park and interesting place to visit today. The gun placements looked much like the ones I saw in Germany. After the Presidio, we spent much of the day hiking to and onto the Golden Gate bridge. I took way too many photos but will limit how many I put up on the Photo Site if I can. Today David took a ferry to San Franscisco, then another ferry out to Alcatraz in the rain, which I chose to pass on. I may visit another cousin, Diane while he does that, and we plan to have dinner with her and her husband at their yacht club. They live on a sail boat at the club. I seem to keep finding cousins as I cross the country, only one cousin visit was planned ahead of time. I found the other two by changing destinations, or by not knowing where they lived. I think I will be out of cousins after I visit Janet in Sedro Woolley, WA, so don't expect to see any in Canada or Alaska if we ever get there. This trip is going slow but it is very enjoyable so far, with a few mishaps here and there. Since leaving Collierville, the trip odometer shows 3700 miles. Some were local trips, but most were highway miles. We may be here another day, then we will move north through Redwood, and wine country...