Half a sunrise was better than no sunrise at all
The only thing to know about Vancouver on this first day of December was that, for a least a few hours, it stopped raining. Everything else that follows is just incidental detail.
To begin with, I woke up this morning wondering if snow had fallen overnight. It wasn’t especially cold, but peeking out of my sleeping bag, what little of the world I could see out the open northern end of my parkade sleeping spot was very pale indeed—snow white even.
But it wasn’t piled up snow I was seeing, it was a blank curtain of fog fallen entirely across the northern view.
Where the towers of downtown Vancouver—and behind them the North Shore Mountains—would normally be on the north side of False Creek, at 7 a.m. this morning, there was only an empty, effervescent greyness.
I didn’t even bother take a photo of the foggy view looking north because, well, there was truly nothing to see.
At about 7:30 a.m., the intersection of West Broadway Avenue and Alder Street was all but fogged-in on three sides, with only the view south showing much clear sky.
But in the 15 minutes that it took me to make my leisurely way two blocks to the southeast corner of Hemlock Street and West Broadway, the fog had receded northward enough so that half the western sky was free of grey mist.
This allowed light from the sun, rising above the fog bank in the east, to paint the emerging low clouds in the west a very pleasing rosy hue.
By the way, the rain, which resumed at 2:45 p.m., is forecast to end within three days—that’s when the temperature is expected to fall low enough for it to finally snow for real. Click the images to enlarge them.