As I drove the two miles to the airport, I saw ground fog forming before my eyes. At that point, I knew I wouldn't be flying, but since I had the camera with me, I continued on, hoping for some cool dusky-foggy photo opportunities.
Sure enough, when I arrived at the hangar, I saw this:
It was a very good lesson in how fast the murky gloom can descend upon us here in the south sound...and how the forecasts can be oh-so-wrong with just a two degree difference in temperature.
Even now, two hours later, all the fields to the north are CAVU. But probably not for long.
It is late November, after all.
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