Crossing the Golden Gate Bridge

Walking around Fisherman's Wharf, you can see several bike shops advertising bike tours across the Golden Gate Bridge to Sausalito with a ferry ride back to San Francisco. Since I didn't feel up to biking the hills up and down and spending about 30 USD just for that (plus 11,50 USD for the ferry), I decided to try this tour by foot.
I started by taking a bus to the foot of the bridge. It was already pretty cool to see the Golde Gate Bridge up close. As the bridge is just about 2.5 km long, crossing it wasn't too exhausting. However, there was a fierce wind.
After arriving on the other sie of the bridge, I took a short break to eat a snack (something I have eating a lot lately: a banana with crispy bread).
As I was still feeling pretty energetic, I decided to try and do the rest of the tour by foot as well. Unfortunately, there was neither a map nor a tourist information, so I wasn't entirely sure which way the nearest ferry would be. I decided on following the bike trail that most bikers were using. It felt a bit weird using that trail, as it was not necessarily made for pedestrians - the road was tilted in a weird way, so that it felt like one of my legs was too long and the other one was too short.
At the entrance to Sausalito there was a woman greeting every biker and informing them about the distance to the nearest ferry. She was a bit surprised about me walking all the way from the Golden Gate Bridge (the whole tour was just about 6 km so it was not unusually long for me), nevertheless she agreed that the weather was just perfect for a nice long walk.
Sausalito had many nice little shops and was directly at the coast, so I enjoyed it there very much.
After finding out when the next ferry to the San Francisco Ferry Building would depart, I decided to eat a big scoop of chocolate ice ream in a small park. The ice cream was great, I was just slightly annoyed by some asian tourists feeding pigeons right next to me.
At 4:45 I boarded the ferry. It also seemed to be the best time to leave, as the sky above Sausalito was starting to become more and more clouded. At first, I chose a very nice seat inside of the ferry, which was located directly at the front window. However, as the air wasn't too good inside and I wanted to enjoy the fresh wind, I spent most of the ride on deck.
Getting from the San Francisco Port to the hostel turned out to be a small challenge because I had to wait forever for a tram. As I was too echausted to walk far and the tram seemed to be the easiest connection, I waited.
When I was finally back at the hostel, I took a few more pictures of the bridge from the plateau where the hostel is located (Fort Mason) and ate some pasta at the hostel's cafe.