Waking to fog in LaCrosse
Fogust is what we called it in Seattle!
Our walk down the dock to our boat... Houseboat after houseboat.
Foggy morning.
Foggy morning.
Within an hour, and the sun came up, clearing.
Statue at entrance to marina.
This was our neighbor, who had departed to have a shore excursion.
Singular dredge.
Turtles sunning themselves.
Green algae soup of the Trempealeau harbor.
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