Back in late June when we were in San Francisco, J's cousin Joan who lives in the north bay picked us up on a Saturday morning for a slow drive north along the Pacific Coast, north of San Francisco. It is an area I had seen little of, I had been to Muir Woods once, but not driven out to the coast. What a great opportunity to explore the coast.
We stopped several times, at this overlook the fog started to roll in, and in less than ten minutes the fog enveloped the area. A mile up the road, we were back in sunshine. What an amazing coastline, what a perfect climate.
Do you like the fog?
I love the fog. Didn't like living in it day in and day out, but I do find it mystical, magical, and peaceful as a temporary visitor. I'll never forget standing on the Marin Headlands overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge just as a major fog bank rolled from above our heads and down over the hillside. It was like foam overflowing a cup of coffee. Amazing.
ReplyDeleteI don't mind fog, but I don't want it lingering for hours.
ReplyDeleteAs you well know, My Sweet, I LOVE fog.
ReplyDeleteDepresses me to no end.
ReplyDeleteI remember I was in the Boy Scouts with a kid who had just moved from Alaska. On a campout, he got up in the morning and was amazed by the thick fog, as he had never seen it before.
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-Andy