Driving North of Highway One. It is magical.
The sea grows more wild. The coast more jagged. The wind more cutting.
The fog becomes a living thing.
Even the wildflowers are hardier.
The coast will always surprise you.
As a Bay Area boy, I know fog. You can stand on the cliffside in Central California, overlooking the Pacific Ocean, and in ten minutes, the scene will change thirty times.
Things vanish and reappear.
The fog thins and thickens, all the while shifting position.
It almost makes it seem as if the world is moving around you.
The sun pops in and out of view, adding its shifting light to the scene.
I think the fog adds to the beauty.
It gives a feeling of both depth and shallowness to the views. It adds to the adventure.
But do not get too caught up in the seaward view.
There are things to discover behind and beside you.