Gary Jackson: Fire When Ready Pottery
A Chicago potter’s somewhat slanted view of clay & play
Categories: bike, sunrise

The fog this morning was crazy thick.
There was so much mist in the air that you could actually see it.
Like a fine grain filter covering your lens. If you stood still and looked forward,
you could actually “see” the air!!! Good thing… because you couldn’t see anything else!!!

The following photos are the same shot… one without the flash, and the second WITH the flash that catches every drop of mist in the air. Crazy how they show up. Almost like it’s snowing?!!! So here I am at the intersection of Montrose & Lake Shore Drive exit ramp…

And again looking at the Montrose underpass of Lake Shore Drive…

I was just a few miles into my ride when I noticed that my arms were already soaking wet. Not from sweating… but from the misty dew attaching to the hairs on my arms.

By the time I made it down to Belmont Harbor, the fog had gotten even thicker. Typically you can see the boats, the harbor, the trees and all the way out to the lake. Today, not so much. Still… the fog had given the boats in the harbor a beautifully eerie & moody feeling.

So much fog that you can see how it’s covering the harbor, and rolling right up to the bike trail that rolls right next to the lake.

Down by North Avenue Beach, the fog was still thick.  No skyline. No beach house. No end to the sidewalk. Not very reassuring when you’re pedaling into the fog and you can’t quite see where you’re going!

And trust me, this is the view of the Chicago Skyline you’ve seen time & time again… trust me… it’s there! You just can’t see it.

On my return route, I passed this group of trees that were floating in fog.
Perfect for another misty photo shoot.

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