When you think of Santa Cruz you might think of surfing. You might think of a university town, of an alternative culture. Of skateboarding or the carnival boardwalk. And it is all these things, but it’s also very foggy. If you were to emerge from a hotel into the morning foggy landscape of Santa Cruz, as I did, you might find yourself thinking you’re somethere else. Flat seas, quiet streets. No one on the wharf except for a few local fisherman, and even some of them seem to be absent. The only difference is, if you were in any other seaside town you would look at your watch and expect it to read some time shortly after 6am. But here, in Santa Cruz, the sleepy vibe is still hangs around as the clock reads nearly 10.
A foggy morning on the main beach, the white water of the shoreline and the palm trees both vanishing in the near distance.
An abandoned fishing set-up on a bench seat at the wharf.
Wharf Headquarters are still sleeping, with a pile of newspapers out they front since they don’t open til 10am.
A local with a bike and a Santa Cruz hoodie fishes off the wharf, enjoying the peace and quiet.
A still morning on the water, boats floating on a foggy sea where the horizon vanishes.
A worker uses the quiet morning to collect rubbish along the wharf, beside a foggy ocean.
A bicycle on the wharf with the palm tree lined beach just visible through the fog behind it.
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