Ever since we moved to the West Coast I've been trying to capture one of California's most iconic images; the low fog rolling into the San Francisco Bay and engulfing the Golden Gate Bridge. The world might not need another shot like that but I did, and on the second anniversary of moving here I finally got a chance.
Over the past two years I've seen perfect moments come and go while I was stuck at work or running out of light. There was one day when I was positioned on top of the headlands trying to photograph fog that looked more like low, whips clouds but even then my memory card became corrupted and I lost the best shots.
This weekend we were taking part in another iconic San Francisco moment, Bay to Breakers, while the fog poured in from the Pacific Ocean. By the team I was home it had gone and I thought I'd missed my chance again, but later in the day I looked at the webcam and realized the fog was back. I raced up there so fast I didn't even grab a coat and soon found myself freezing on top of Slacker Point.
I thought being in the right place at the right time would be the hard part but getting a decent image was still really difficult. The fog either stayed on one side of the nearest tower or lay too thick between there and my camera for a clear image. My ideal image would be a long exposure that smooths out the fog patterns, and a setting sun for warm atmosphere, but in the end I'm happy with the handful of shots I captured even if I know I can do better.