The Magic of Fog

Posted: August 27, 2024 | Author: dana lange | Filed under: Uncategorized |Leave a comment

Russ asked me if I heard the fog horns this morning. Not that I remembered, but I must have incorporated them into my dreams. When my eyes were able to focus I noticed there was not much to focus on as the fog was very thick.

The normal view from our house on Owl’s head is of little island. It is nothing more than a small group of trees, really one tree and some scrub and a bunch of rocks where birds hang out. It changes size as the tide comes and goes by fifty percent.

Beyond Little Island is Ginn’s Point, which is a peninsula on Owl’s Head. There is a cool house on the end I would love to see inside of, but it is at the end of a private road so unless I meet those people at a party I am never getting in. Since we don’t go to many parties here, that is unlikely to happen.

Then beyond little Island and Ginn’s Point is Sheep Island. I have no idea if there are any structures on Sheep Island. But it is easily 50 times bigger than Little Island. From our house we have a vantage point where we can see the ferries going from Rockland to Vinalhaven and North Haven after they get out of Rockland Harbor and before they pass Sheep Island.

This is what that vantage point looks like. You can see the three distinct land masses.

This morning at low tide at ten in the morning we could only see a hazy view of Little Island. The rest of the land masses were hidden in fog. 10:03AM

Not ten minutes later the trees on the top of Ginn’s point came into view. 10:13 AM

Ten minutes later the house on Ginn’s point was visible, but not Sheep’s Island. 10:24 AM

Less than an hour later you could see Sheep Island with just some long hung fog abscuring the shore line 11:13 AM

Two hours later everything was clear. 1:28PM

But not as clear as I thought. Looking just a little to the south I usually can see Vinalhaven, the Island just a few miles off coast. I saw a freighter in the water and when I took a photo I noticed that low hanging fog cover the Island and the only sign that it is there are the three windmills, whose heads still up above the fog. 2:01PM

Then the fog started moving back in. If you didn’t know that you should see Sheep Island in this picture you might not notice that the Fog has made it disappear, but the foreground is as clear s can be. 3:37PM

Then it came closer. 4:16PM

In half an hours the house at Ginn’s Point is gone. 4:35PM

And one minute later no Ginn’s Point at all 4:35PM

Finally at 5:05PM nothing is visible at all. Now I hear the fog horns.

I have really turned into an old person now. I am just watching the weather and worse yet documenting it. I wish my father was alive. He would love this blog.

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