There is a dense fog out there this morning. You know, the kind where you dare not take a deep breath or you could risk drowning. The temperature is 65 degrees and the dew point must be well below that. This week is going to be a damp one, not a lot of rain but light drizzle and probably more foggy mornings. At least the frogs are happy. Speaking of frogs, there does not seem to be as many on them as there was before the drought. Maybe if we continue to have a wet spring they can multiply back to their old levels. If the swamp doesn’t dry out again, maybe more wetland creatures will return.
Did you know that Point Reyes, California (just north of San Francisco) is listed as one of the foggiest land areas in the world with over 200 foggy days per year? That would be like almost 4 days a week of fog, although I would think that they have weeks of fogged in weather and weeks of clear weather. Does anyone live near there and could let us know more about the fog in that area?
The weirdest fog situation that I encountered was one winter in Pennsylvania I was out hunting. There was snow on the ground but the temperatures were rising and the snow was melting. Then, all of a sudden, a thick fog rolled in over me. It was so thick that I couldn’t see my hand on an outstretched arm. It thinned out enough after a few minutes, so I was able to find my way home. I have been in thick fog like that a few times while driving and a few times when out on the Atlantic in a small boat. I believe I have told these stories on my blog before.
You all be careful if you are out and about in a foggy area, and have a great day, you hear?