[3hours 50 minutes, about 12 miles, with help from the tide, and ducking under a few piers]
Sometimes it all goes right. We managed to steal Bob from the tail end of a Sunrisers swim from Crissy Field to the club, and with the able help of master-feeder Katrina, Michelle and I swam all the way down to Candlestick Park.
Alcatraz rises out of a liquid metal morning sea
Sunrisers on the beach at Crissy Field (Michelle and I on the left)