Stephen Von Worley

San Francisco summers are synonymous with fog. Some days, the stratus rolls in slow and gentle, others fast and harsh. This evening straddled both extremes, wrapping Coit Tower in a light mist that alternately drifted and howled.

Captured near the Embarcadero, at the base of Telegraph Hill: 37.80496°N 122.40512°W

Part of the Tourist series.