Yesterday, I took a walk down along the Seawall, along False Creek area, and for the most part it was a bright, sunny afternoon, a beautiful, warm Autumn day…until I hit a rather monstrous fog bank. And when I say monstrous, I could just as easily be talking about the nature of this thing as about the size. One minute I was nice and warm, enjoying myself immensely, and then the next, I had stepped into this fog bank and the temperature plummeted at least 15-20 degrees. No kidding, I turned and fled back the way I came, moving pretty quickly, and yet when I had gotten to a point that was even before the place where I had started walking along the water earlier in the day, the fog had already beat me there. Granted, it wasn’t there yet in full force, but it had already brought enough of a chill with it that I decided to take just one more shot (a testament to the fact that the fog really had outraced me to that location), and then call it a day. And as far as stick-to-it-ness goes, here in the heart of the city, I haven’t been able to see for more than two blocks all day today. Thus, the title of today’s post. Because if I hadn’t got the shots I did manage to get yesterday, I would have had nothing new to pick from to make this post out of (I have old stuff that no one has seen, but where’s the fun in that). So anyway, here’s the 12-15 shots I did manage to get of the False Creek area along the Seawall yesterday before the fog chased the sun away (along with a couple shots of that fog rolling in). Most of the shots are explained in their titles. So I hope you enjoy the pictures, and hey, have a great week-end. God Bless.