There’s something about fog that changes everything, and this weekend in Kent was a perfect reminder of why I love heading out with a camera when the weather is uncertain.
Sun was out in Margate on a brisk January morning
On Saturday I decided to do a bit of street photography in Margate. When I arrived, the sun was out and the light felt just right, but after about an hour the fog rolled in and completely transformed the atmosphere.
Lone boat at low tide in a foggy Margate
The familiar streets suddenly felt quieter and more cinematic, and I loved how the mood shifted so quickly. I wandered down to the beach and tried to capture a few boats sitting at low tide against the harbour wall. Moments like that are exactly why it’s always worth going out, you never quite know what you’ll get.
Margate harbour wall in the fog
Sunday morning started early in Rochester, hoping the fog would make another appearance. Thankfully, it did, almost too well. I headed to the other side of the Medway to photograph Rochester Castle, only to find the fog was so thick you couldn’t actually see the castle at all, which did make me laugh. Instead, I turned my attention to the bridge and a few boats resting in the still river water.
Rochester bridge in the fog.
Boats sitting on the Strood side of the Medway river
As I crossed back over the river, the fog began to lift, which was a little frustrating, but that’s all part of the challenge. Despite that, I really enjoyed both days out and I’m already hoping for another foggy weekend to explore again.
Rochester castle as the fog was lifting. Yes that bird actually flew into frame, it’s not placed in post production.
Rochester cattle back lite by the low sun with the last remnants of the mornings fog
Rochester Cathedral viewed from Rochester Castle