After a week in the mountains I felt like a change of scene so I decided to head North to the coast. I knew I had to cross a mountain range but nothing prepared me for what I was about to experience on this drive!

I’d already driven over one mountain which was a bit daunting. I mostly kept the van in 3^rd gear, crawling along at about 30mph so as not to strain the engine too much. It was slow and noisy but the scenery was really impressive.

I thought that might be it as the road had flattened for a while. Until I saw in the distance a jutting mound enveloped in rolling mist. The fog was so thick and flowed down the side of the hill like dry ice.

It was an incredible sight so I pulled over and took some pictures. I continued into the fog. The road started to rise and after a few minutes I noticed the temperature had dropped drastically. The weather previously had been sunny with a warm breeze so I was wearing a t shirt and shorts and was now pretty chilly. I continued up and the fog grew more and more dense until I couldn’t even see 10m in front of me, it was quite an experience.