Tonight about 8:45, when the sun was setting and darkness started to fall on Walnut Creek, we drove up into the mountains west of here to Grizzly Peak in the heights above Oakland and Berkeley to (try to) watch the fireworks up and down the San Francisco Bay. From up there in the mountains, you can normally see from Marin in the north all the way down the SF peninsula to Mountain View.

But the fog had rolled in. The whole bay was blanketed in white. It was so thick you couldn't even see the Golden Gate or the Oakland Bay Bridge. You couldn't see anything but a few lights down on the peninsula, maybe Redwood City or Foster City. Looking at the fireworks was like being in an airplane above an electrical storm. We could see flashes of light in the clouds, but that was about it. It sucked. We had to settle for watching fireworks on CNN and a hearing a few firecrackers courtesy of the neighbors which scared the cats silly.