02-25-2012, 10:26 AM
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Join Date: Oct 2011 Location: Liberty, N.Y. Lower Catskill Mountains. Posts: 2,749
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Originally Posted by ChadTower Heh, having grown up in Nova Scotia, fog was just a part of life. Gotta work with it or you don't work.
There is nothing quite like a good strong campfire in a thick fog. It creates all sorts of unique visuals in the updraft. |
Hi...
Chad certainly has an interesting take on fog, eh?
Many was the time that I rowed out to my duck blind in the inky blackness, while shrouded in fog. I couldn't see without a light, and I couldn't see with one. I ended up using a kerosene lantern which gave me some vision, yet didn't give me as much glare from the fog that a flashlight would.
Each of those mornings was an adventure. But I always got there. Once I actually rowed through a small flock of geese.
During winters in cold country, the particles of water vapor which create fog become frozen...and this ice fog made visibility even poorer than a conventional fog. And it didn't leave either. Yet, if you were in a building more than three stories high, you could see the sun shining. Another one of the phenomemons of cold country.
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