Foggy Evening in the Laguna Mountains

I tend to think of fog as a sign of stillness, of calm.  With no sun you have no warm air rising, so no wind rushing to fill that space.  This wasn't that fog.  

On this evening we had driven from the Pacific Ocean up into the clouds, close to 6000 feet.  You know when you look up at mountain ridges and the clouds are spilling over the side?  The air is colder than what's in the valley below, so the cloud is sending dense tentacles of mist at you, reaching out?  If you get into that cloud the air movement has created a lot of wind, and the mist varies in density, sending shadowy figures racing in front of you.  Items in the landscape appear, then disappear, as if their presence had been a mirage all along.  It's particularly tempting for photographers.  You're lured ahead, and out of your car, but your intended subject fades away in front of your eyes, and then it's just you and the mist, and the wind, the cold, biting wind.
 
Laguna Mountain Recreation Area, Cleveland National Forest, California.

Laguna Mountains Recreation Area

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