I like fog. On the river it can be enchanting, but like most enchantments, it’s dangerous. Fog at night is the worst, even the navigation lights seem to shift and sway. Crossing the river on my way home, I’ve been led astray a few times. Currents and tides conspire to help you drift off course. Once, when I thought I was about to reach the island jetty, I found I was under the railway bridge, half a kilometre in the wrong direction. The train that went overhead was like a dragon.
Fog is great, but you must be on guard at all times…. sorcery and dragons await!
Hawkesbury River fog seen from the Dangar Jetty, early morning.