A Foggy Day on the Waterfront

Out for a walk the other day, I was surprised by an apparently unusual sight in summer. The fog rolled in. I always find fog magical. And since, except for San Francisco, I've mostly lived in places where sunshine is more common than fog, I enjoy it. It's foggy (well, more overcast) today, but it's already burning off and the afternoon is supposed to be gloriously sunny once again.

ON THE WATERFRONT.  THE PASEO FRONTING THE MARINA.

LOOKING BACK TOWARD HOME (ABOUT 1.5 KM/1 MILE AWAY).
(A MUCH-NEEDED REDESIGN OF THE MARINA IS IN THE PLANNING STAGES.)

The fishing boats are out in numbers every morning and every evening (and night). I love waking up in the wee hours to see their lights as they head en masse back to the marina. Despite the title of this post, I will not end with the song "A Foggy Day in London Town" nor with a video clip from "On The Waterfront." (But you can click any of the four below photos to make them whoppers.)

MID-AFTERNOON VIEW OF DOCKED SMALL COMMERCIAL FISHING BOATS. 

TEN MINUTES LATER AND THE FOG WAS ALREADY LIFTING.

SOME LARGER COMMERCIAL FISHING BOATS.

THE "SPORT FISHING" CLUB.