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Turkey Tracks: Pea Soup Fog

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Turkey Tracks:  June 30, 2013

Pea Soup Fog

Pea soup fog in Maine is so thick you can’t see into it or beyond it–give or take the space just around you.

I’ve been on a mission for a while to capture the sense of that enveloping white mist with my camera.

I took this picture on Friday.  The fog had moved way inland.  It surrounded my car, limiting visibility to about 30 feet.


The camera actually captured more clarity than there actually was on the road.  And, makes the tree in the mist seem further away.  Interesting.

Pea  Soup Fog, June 2013

I love it when I’m on Route One in the summer, and the fog bank that can sit over the water for days starts to come onto land.  It sends out long tendrils of white at road level–almost as if the fog is trying to grab hold of road, rock, trees, meadows and pull itself ashore.

If you are on a boat on the water, suddenly you find yourself sitting in a white cocoon.  Only the boat and the water are both moving…

Mercy!  Everyone starts listening for other boats’ warning bells, the clanging of buoys, and any other hint of where one might be and what is near one…



Written by louisaenright

June 30, 2013 at 5:41 pm

Turkey Tracks: Pea Soup Fog

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Turkey Tracks:  May 13, 2013

Pea Soup Fog

Friend and old neighbor (Falls Church, VA,where I lived for nearly 40 years) Gina Caceci visited this weekend.  It was so great to see her.  And I let her get out of here without getting one single picture of her.  But, I think we talked nonstop for three days.  And did a little driving around to see the sights.

We had “soft” days while she was here–and they were badly needed.  It has been soooo dry here, with fire warnings and “no burning” allowed for weeks now.

May and June can be quite foggy on the coast, and we’ve had a fog bank sitting on the coast for about a week now.  I have always been fascinated with how the fog can move in and out, like a slowly flapping curtain in the wind.   Sometimes as you are driving along the coast road, the fog will start to come across the road, moving in with long, white fingers.  And sometimes it’s really dense, so that visibility is only a hundred feet or so.  That would be called a “pea soup” fog, and that’s what we’ve had off and on for two weeks now.

I tried to get some pictures.  Here’s Camden Harbor–can you see the island at the mouth of the harbor?  Beyond is a solid white bank where you can’t see a thing.  And there are islands and boats all out there in the white.

Camden Harbor, Pea Soup Fog

To contrast, here’s a picture I took of Rockland Harbor one day last week.  There is nothing so blue as Maine water when the sun is shining.  See the light house at the end of the breakwater?  That breakwater is a mile long, and people walk it for fun.  The white balls in the water are boat moorings, so you can see that boats are not yet back in the water in any force.

Rockland harbor and lighthouse

Here’s a video of Rockport harbor in the pea soup fog:

And, here’s another, which features lobster traps being staged for use.  I love the lone dorry (I think that’s right) tied up to the float.

I love the “soft” days of spring.  I don’t know how to describe our Maine woods in spring except to say that tree tops look “fluffy” and soft with the emerging green leaves–that spring green that is probably my favorite color.  I didn’t get a good picture this year of a lone tree with the green leaves against the blue sky.  Those leaves are like lace clusters.  And, I suspect, the moment has passed for the year.

Here’s a picture of a budding tree draping over the Camden Library amphitheater entrance.  The picture I took of the library itself came out wonky.  I probably had a wrong setting by accident.  I’ll get one soon.  Our library is gorgeous and has gorgeous views of the harbor.

Camden Library Ampitheater Entrance

This picture of our Main Street, taken from the northern end of town, just below the library, is nice.  See the church steeple and the trees of the village green at the south end of the street.  Camden is a beautiful little New England town.  But we are surrounded by little towns that are each beautiful and special.

Main Street from the library

 So, happy spring everyone!

Written by louisaenright

May 13, 2013 at 6:35 pm