So as Sarah and I posed for this picture on the windy Golden Gate Bridge we were pelted by some dust.  You can see where this is going...A woman holding a half-empty bottle was the culprit.  By the label I could tell that it had formerly been the home to some tasty alcoholic beverage, but to my dismay was now housing a whitish gravelly type substance which I can only assume was a former relative of hers.  So this poor woman was trying to fulfill someones last wish of having their ashes dumped off the famous Golden Gate Bridge.  Clearly she did not account for the large updraft that brought her beloved deceased one flying towards Sarah and myself.  Which is part of the reason for the funny look on my face, as at the moment I had no clue where the dust came from.