"Go on a walking journey..."


I thought about how many arrows would be needed to justify this task as completed. Surely more than four. Eight? Sixteen? I thought sixteen would be a good number. Four hours of tasking for a level three task. And then I started to ponder where I would go. I naturally put a finger to my lower lip, tilted my head slightly, and gazed up.


I knew my answer.


I didn't know how many arrows it would take to get there but I had a destination. I figured that at my walking pace it wouldn't take sixteen arrows, but the destination seemed pertinent based on some rumors I'd heard lately.



23rd and Mission Street. Right after the chalk purchase.




Self Explanatory.


At this intersection there was some confusion for me. I didn't know what I ought to do. Before me was a dead end. Surely, I ought to turn, but then how would someone know where to follow. I left a diminutive arrow with the time in parenthesis (not shown here) for anyone that might be following the cues.



At this point things started getting more difficult. Signs became fewer. Hills became steeper. Drawing arrows on stairs was more interesting.



Near to the goal. After walking up some of the steepest parts of San Francisco, I was feeling excited.



By now... I think many of you know where I am headed. It was a treacherous route.



Nothing really to show you the scale, but this is the last and largest arrow. It was a whole stick of that sidewalk chalk. I had to keep my eye out for traffic while I was kneeling in the middle of the street.


You see, dear reader... I heard that one of my favorite sights had gone missing. I wanted to check for myself. I wanted to make sure that others noticed it....



What is the last arrow pointing toward...?




















































Our beloved tower. As viewed from the top of Twin Peaks. It's safe. I assure you. All this talk about it being elsewhere is rubbish.


While I was up there I meandored to a locale where I thought there may be a better chance that the chalk may be used.


(It makes me feel young and small and curious and hopeful).