San Francisco hasn’t always been about peace, love and hippie dippy shit. Take a tour underground and find the dark side of the city by the bay.
Nike Missile Launch Site SF-88
There were always two guards and killer German Shepard’s watching over the launch site at all times. The only way to stop the dogs from continuing to lock their jaws on a trespasser was to choke them out until they released.
Duck and Cover
Nike Hercules missile.
Where you would stuff the 30 Kton nuclear warhead into.
Missile On Board
Big Al explains radar.
Inside the launch trailer….and no, they did not need the presidents approval to launch these particular warheads. By the time it took them get his authorization, it would’ve been too late.
Holy f*cking shit, we get to enter the underground launch facility (LF) aka the coffin.
Armed and ready to fire.
There were a couple of guys in our group who served during the cold war and they were both shitting their pants right about now.
The guided track system that the missiles were attached to underground were so incredibly engineered that you could move one of them with just the push of your finger. These missiles each weighed over 10,710 pounds.
When Big Al first demonstrated opening the coffin hatch, he scared the shit out of everyone because he forgot to warn us about the very loud warning siren. Thanks Big Al, real funny.
Ready to destroy those commie bastards.
Big Al wraps it up with some very sobering words..yup we’re pretty much all screwed.
Pine cones & graffiti seem to love what Alexander offers.
Not sure what AFRIKA has to do with anything.
Graffiti and Batteries go hand in hand.
Perhaps a skylight would lighten the place up?
Great place for war or yoga.
You can’t have Clove/Clover without a little love.
So I just happened to be walking by and ran into this group of raptor researchers who had recently caught this lovely red-tailed hawk and were tagging her for further study.
They attached a solar tracking device with a type of mesh that is glued to the back of the bird which will eventually fall off in about two years. They use the same naming convention that is used for identifying hurricanes and just happened to be on the letter ‘H’…
…so Harley it was.