Fog on the Water
Friday, 16 November 2007
I was coming into the city yesterday morning and as I rounded the curve on the Brooklyn Bridge bike path, I was greeted with a fog bank the likes of which I’ve never seen in New York City. It reminded me of waking up on a cool fall morning upstate and looking out the window at the morning mist coming off the creeks behind my house. Only this time, it was a fog bank covering the entire East River and there were bridges disappearing into it.
On the Brooklyn side I couldn’t even see the bridge.
Once I got closer I started to make a few things out, but only on the side closest to me.
The Manhattan Bridge was fairing a little better, but was still stuck in it’s own little fog-bound world.