The weather for the last few days has been an overcast soup. That can be a downer at times, which is all the more reason why it’s important to appreciate those moments of grandeur that occur when fog meets sun and a crazy cosmic swirling dance ensues. Jeff Rueppel captured one such moment on Bernal Hill last week:
Eleven years ago, give or take a day I moved to San Francisco. A couple of years in Colorado and travels else where, it’s been my home since then. One of the most amazing things most about this place is the fog. Other places have clouds, or weather if you want, but I haven’t been anywhere else with fog like San Francisco. In the summer when it comes in from the Pacific and crawls over Twin peaks it’s something different. Almost alive, it pushes it’s way into the city through valleys and over the Golden Gate. I’ve always wanted to catch a photo of it doing it’s thing over the city just when the sun gets behind it and brings it to life. Cassi’s dog and I hiked up here tonight with a pack of cameras and fought though the cold wind for 15 minutes to try and make photos. We got at least one I like.
Fantastic photo. Do yourself a favor and view it large!
PHOTO: Jeff Rueppel