All of us that live in the Bay Area have grown accustomed to the fog. Although we don’t get much rain, we do get fog. It’s our version of “weather”, and if you live in SF, it’s the thing you check on a daily basis in the summer. No fog and there will be a beautiful warm day. But on the days when the fog rolls in, San Francisco can be 20-30 degrees colder than the rest of the area.
The forecast had called for low fog on this particular morning, so naturally there were a bazillion photographers on Hawk Hill when I arrived with Zack. I had been to the same spot the morning previous with Willie for another morning of beautiful fog.
The fog height was higher than we wanted for the Golden Gate Bridge, so I focused my attention on the way the fog was enveloping San Francisco. I used a longer telephoto lens to get into the city. In this capture, I Loved how the rising sun was glowing off the top of the fog, making what looks like a road into the city.
Nikon D850 w/Nikkor 80-200mm f/2.8:
135mm, f/11, 0.6 sec, ISO 80