I hope everyone had a great Labor Day! I’m happy to report that summer is finally here. San Francisco during the month of August is often referred to as Fog-ust. Growing up on the East Coast, fog is nothing new to me. We summered on Nantucket where people have bumper stickers on their cars that read: “Fog Happens” but there’s something different about San Francisco fog. It creeps up on you and chills you to the bone. In 1968, the author Harold Gilliam identified nine different summer fog formations in the Bay Area including, “wreaths, domes, arches, eddies and fog falls. Fog supposedly runs in cycles, with three or four days, or even a week of gray.” Point Reyes (30 miles north of San Francisco) is considered one of the foggiest land areas in the world. I would know as we found ourselves here a few months back, remember this post?
Same day, same bridge. Leaving Marin and heading back into the city:
I recently came across this beautiful video shot by Simon Christen titled, Adrift. He calls it “a love letter to the fog of the San Francisco Bay Area.” If you haven’t watched it, be sure to check it out.