National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration weather synopsis for Key West:SATELLITE IMAGES DEPICT SUBSTANTIAL SEA FOG JUST NORTH AND WEST OF THE LOWER KEYS. A LIGHT NORTHERLY BREEZE SHOULD ADVECT THIS SEA FOG OVER THE MIDDLE AND LOWER KEYS THIS EVENING AND EARLY TONIGHT. HOWEVER...THE LATEST DATA INDICATES A LIGHT EAST TO SOUTHEAST BREEZE DEVELOPING LATE TONIGHT...WHICH WOULD PUSH THE SEA FOG BACK TO THE NORTH AND WEST OF THE MIDDLE AND LOWER KEYS. THEREFORE...THE DENSE FOG ADVISORY IS NOW IN EFFECT UNTIL ONLY 400 AM SATURDAY FOR THE MIDDLE AND LOWER KEYS.
I looked west as I rode into town and below the setting sun, bright in my eyes, I saw a bank of fog. Hmm I thought as I slipped onto Stock Island wedged in between rows of cars jockeying for position at the triangle. Hmm, this looks like a genuine California marine inversion layer, and I felt a cool blast of air hit my chest as I rode under the gray bank of cloud. It felt just like a summer day in Northern California. Behind me was the sun:
In front it looked like the Sunset district of San Francisco:
For me it was deja vu, for others it was an opportunity to get home without too much sweat:
Or to get some exercise in an unaccustomed cool breeze taming the afternoon heat:
When I got to work I talked to Noel who is certainly not used to these conditions, and he was marveling at how cool the air was on his skin. "Refreshing" he marveled. Out on the water it looked weird in a town used to unending vistas of blue skies and blue water:
I was meeting my wife for cafe con leche in Searstown, at the end of her work day and the beginning of mine, and we marveled at how much the low ceiling sea fog reminded us of Santa Cruz, California.
We neither of us liked it much, as we are both fans of crisp unadulterated sunshine, but like all less-than-perfect-weather in Key West, we know it will pass soon enough. It is a trial working police dispatch into the night though as the officers are grumbling at the lack of visibility and unaccustomed burden of "bad" weather:
It's not a blizzard or anything, I know that, but it is a bit weird when you're in the police station and can't actually see the fire station next door. I'm glad this is a temporary phenomenon.
I looked west as I rode into town and below the setting sun, bright in my eyes, I saw a bank of fog. Hmm I thought as I slipped onto Stock Island wedged in between rows of cars jockeying for position at the triangle. Hmm, this looks like a genuine California marine inversion layer, and I felt a cool blast of air hit my chest as I rode under the gray bank of cloud. It felt just like a summer day in Northern California. Behind me was the sun:In front it looked like the Sunset district of San Francisco:For me it was deja vu, for others it was an opportunity to get home without too much sweat:Or to get some exercise in an unaccustomed cool breeze taming the afternoon heat:When I got to work I talked to Noel who is certainly not used to these conditions, and he was marveling at how cool the air was on his skin. "Refreshing" he marveled. Out on the water it looked weird in a town used to unending vistas of blue skies and blue water:I was meeting my wife for cafe con leche in Searstown, at the end of her work day and the beginning of mine, and we marveled at how much the low ceiling sea fog reminded us of Santa Cruz, California.We neither of us liked it much, as we are both fans of crisp unadulterated sunshine, but like all less-than-perfect-weather in Key West, we know it will pass soon enough. It is a trial working police dispatch into the night though as the officers are grumbling at the lack of visibility and unaccustomed burden of "bad" weather:It's not a blizzard or anything, I know that, but it is a bit weird when you're in the police station and can't actually see the fire station next door. I'm glad this is a temporary phenomenon. 
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We had the same fog bank here in Fort Myers. I was thinking it was like the June Gloom in San Diego, but also I thought how different my world looks.
I cannot see the top of the high rise condo down the street from me up close, when I can normally see the top 3 blocks away from my home (and not seeing it is a good thing to me).
The "dew" forming on my sun glasses as I ride my bike to the coffee shop in the morning.
The large ball muted white light that is the sun hidden behind that layer.
All and all, it was a good change of pace. A few hours later, the sun came out and burned off the marine layer we were back to our 314 days a year of skies so blue it seems as surreal as a Dali painting.
Dear Sir:
There is nothing lie a really dense fog on a Sunday morning, when traffic sleeps late, to remind one that limited horizons are found everywhere. Even in Paradise.
Fondest regards,
Jack
Twisted Roads
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