In a Fog…

Yesterday morning I stopped in Pulaski Virginia in the famed Shennendoah Valley for my break and found myself in a thick fog, literally. As dawn approached a realized I was backed up to a big field at the rear of the truckstop and decided to take a walk with my camera and see if I could get a foggy sunrise. As I worked my way through the knee high wet grass and bushed I found myself at a barbed wire fence and decided not to cross the line. I set up the camera on my tripod and waited, the fog was still pretty thick and I could barely make out the trees less the sun, I mean it was thick in the field to my front. As I stood there in the silence with the fog swirling around me I thought I heard the thundering of hooves and looked up just in time to see 8-10 deer running past me not 15 feet away, they came out of the fog and dissapeared just as fast with the fog swirling around them as they raced past, I was stunned!!! Then I remembered my camera and kicked myself in the butt. I waited a while to see if the fog would break and it did a bit. Well I did manage a couple of pics of the fence row before heading back to the truck and getting some sleep and dreaming of phantom deer in a fog..