Nighttime stroll

After dark can be a spooky time in the Fort Mason Center. I wandered in during an evening walk designed to break in some new hiking shoes (I'm re-kindling my candidacy for North Face model in a big way this weekend). The moonlight was not sufficient to explain where the piers ended and the night began, or to highlight the conditions responsible for the subtle creaks and groans coming the old structures. The only other creature stirring was a heavy-set skunk, and he stayed several dozen yards away from me at all times (and he's under the bench in the bottom photo).