I like to go to the bridge in the late afternoon. Especially when the sun is shining in the afternoon. Usually around noon the morning fog is gone and there is clear blue sky.
It is a nice walking area, and san franciscans like to walk their dog, and watch the whales go by in the season.
Around 4PM, the fog is entering from the mountains. The fog folding over the bridge covering slowly the City. Amazing. In no time it gets pretty cold, and the fog is like a blanket going all the way down to Berkeley, where it goes into nowhere and disappears.
The fog gives the city a very mysterious look, with the small streets and the park areas all covered. Friends told me it gets quiet depressive after a while if you live in the hills of San Francisco. I think I can believe that, but for me it is still an amazing nature phenomenon.
