On Saturday we took off on one of our daylong drives and found ourselves high in the Ozarks in Pope County. Once we hit a certain elevation – about 1,800 feet – we were inside the clouds. Thick, wet clouds. The fog was thick that I got pretty freaked out driving on serpentine Highway 7. You couldn’t see the oncoming vehicles until they were about 60 feet away. I just kept imagining a big-ass truck appearing out of the fog across the centerline in my lane.
We crossed over Pilot Mountain on our way home and I stopped a few times to get some snaps of the fog.