It's that time of year here. The fog was thick as pea soup last night.

Should be the same tonight, and many many nights until Febuary or so.

Nothing like sailing in thick fog, most times the wind is light, it's
and erie feeling of flying out on the pulpit when you can not see the
water. I can understand why blind people love sailing.

Here it's pretty easy to know what direction you are sailing on the
lake and how close you are to shore. I call it sailing by glow & smell
o vision...no compass needed.

Anyone else here enjoy the challenge and magic of sailing in Pea Soup?

Joe