Between assignments yesterday, the desk heard a call about a possible stranded dolphin over the scanner, but we didn’t know where. Since I was already out, I combed the coast from Southie on down. Strangest thing, as I was getting close to the shore, there was some of the densest fog I’ve ever seen, and most of the beachgoers on an otherwise beautiful spring day were all going in the opposite direction.
I never did find that dolphin, but I did manage to run into this guy, Gary, who was grounded because of the fog and was waiting for his buddy Mike to come in from their fishing trip. Luckily, parking was ample, so I was able to hop out of the car and snap off a few frames of Gary in the fog. Good thing I did, because once I wrapped up, the sun started to burn off the fog, just as quickly as it had rolled in.