The Fog

After our abortive effort to take a walk on Otago Peninsula a couple days ago, we decided to walk a bit closer to home- Tomahawk Beach. The clouds were still shrouding the peninsula, but the beach was so warm that we pealed off our jackets and shirts and walked in our T-shirts.

Tomahawk Beach is a 15 minute drive from our house, near a suburb that hasn't really caught on for development. When we arrived we saw only a couple groups of people on the entire stretch of sand. However, as we walked its length and explored the caves at either end, we saw children playing, people walking dogs, a couple of kids with body boards in the surf, and several groups of teenagers.
By the time we reach the other end of the beach, the clouds had detected our presence and started to flow over the hills toward us. We climbed the steep sand dunes at the far end of the beech and made our way back to the car through the sleepy little backwater suburb of Ocean Grove.

By this morning, the fog had found us and engulfed us in the same lack of visibility we had experienced when we tried to hike on the peninsula. The lovely ocean view out our kitchen window was replaced by tendrils of wispy cloud drifting past.

The view down our drive which normally showed the peninsula across the valley was a complete white-out. Still, it is a lovely day and it isn't raining - yet.