It was one of those mornings a couple of weeks ago when the forecast was for another day of dense fog. I’d been wanting to drive into N Portland to take some photos of the St Johns Bridge in the fog so I loaded up two of my film cameras and hopped in the car.
Wilsonville, where I live now and just south of the city limits of Portland, was in deep frozen fog so I thought this would be a great day for the sort of photos I wanted to take. But as I drove up over a slight, very slight, hill I could see the fog breaking up before me. What to do? Drive faster and try to beat the incoming sunshine. Well you’ll see from these photos I didn’t quite make it. By the time I got to the bridge most of the fog was gone and I walked around in the splendor of sunshine.
It was still a good morning for some photos. So I shifted gears and concentrated on the beautiful blue day.
I’ll end with a little 4x exposure with the Holga: