I just returned from a week-long trip to San Francisco. When the sun is out in the City, it is one of the most beautiful places in the world. When the fog rolls in, it is also one of the coldest.
Currently processing some photos and stories.
PS: Note that the left hand tower of the bridge is shrouded in cloud at the top, while the right is not. That fog is like a damp, sinewy animal that morphs and changes in seconds.
To be continued.