January 25, 2007
The fog was wooly and thick all around me as I drove out of town and it wasn’t until I had ascended a thousand feet or so that it began to thin. From tighly packed cotton balls to wispy gauze took a couple hundred more vertical feet and winding mile of road. The mist quietly shredded to reveal progressively more blue until I was in full sun under a cloudless sky. 4 hours later, returning, things were different. The fog had coalesced into a solid bank and with no transitioning I drove from full sun into a thick, wet mist.