Karl the Smokey Bear
San Francisco is known for its foggy days. It’s almost as if the seasons are flipped: it’s coldest during the summer when high fog blocks the sun, and warmest during the winter when the fog stays away and the sun is able to warm the entire city. The fog that photographers love to chase is very finicky.
Getting one day of low fog during the summer is pretty rare, but in July we got 2 days, back-to-back! That was pretty cool, especially since it was summer fog. Willie and I made our way to Hawk Hill (yet again, ugh, I’m getting so bored of Hawk Hill). There was some smoke from a nearby fire that caught a bit of light as the sun rose.
I love waiting for the fog to dissipate a bit and expose the deck of the bridge. The 30 second long exposure, combined with the car and bridge lights make the entire bridge glow. I also prefer to get to the Golden Gate Bridge well ahead of sunrise, during “Blue Hour”, when the lights of the city and bridge are still visible and the color of the sky matches that of the fog.
Nikon D800 w/Nikkor 24-70mm f/2.8:
48mm, f/10, 30 sec, ISO 250