The fog has been relentless. The horizon was not discernible all day long. But the lake is endlessly changing and we had some hope for a burn off by afternoon. We took a trip to the state park to visit Big Red - the lighthouse by the ship canal. I've photographed Big Red many times, but this time the fog nearly obscured its color and it may as well have been purple. We walked to the pier and to its end, passing several fishermen and sightseers. The fog thickened as we went out into the lake.
The fog at the end of the pier at about ten thirty was so thick that the other side of the ship canal, which should be visible in the background, was almost completely obscured. Santini and NCW for scale.
We had an afternoon at the farmer's market and downtown Holland, before coming back to the fog shrouded shore for dinner. Pork roast, corn on the cob, potatoes, and sliced tomatoes from our trip to the market.
After dinner PP wanted to use my camera to take some "artsy-fartsy photos" as she put it. So I lent her the camera and she went out on the dunes to search for art. She came back with a camera full of images and asked me to choose one and add it to the blog. I chose this one. She had managed to find a patch of blue large enough to make a Dutchman a pair of pants. There are other photos, but they remain fodder for other posts should I need them.
The fog broke finally about eight thirty and there was a bit of a sunset, although by the time it reached the horizon it was again obscured by the mist.
It's been an odd summer so far, and I hope for a couple of days of warm sunshine to more enjoy this beautiful place. I've had enough of the fog.