It's been a spectacular morning on the north side of Monterey Bay. The sun rose behind floating stratus clouds creating bright yellow-orange effects above the tail of Santa Cruz Mountains in the low Eastern sky. White clouds drawing a north-south line turned purplish-orange toward the Northwest.
Waves were small and inconsistent at Cowells with about 20 people in the water at dawn to catch whatever came through.
As the sun rose and the dawn patrol drifted off to work, a small pod of people on boards kept guard under an unusually azure sky that heralded a welcome change from the grey marine layer that has been hanging around all month.
The view from the water, which is always the best, painted a picture of blue hues with a thin, transparent veil of fog on the horizon where you could see the top of Fremont Peak and the ragged ridge of the San Lucia Mountain Range to the Southeast, a range immortalized by John Steinbeck, the area's most revered writer, in books including Cannery Row. As seen from the Santa Cruz side of the bay, those same mountains behind Big Sur loomed majestically above and through the smoky fog.
The passing white and few dark clouds above, speckled with cerulean-colored backdrop, created a chapel-like ceiling for the ceremony on the water below.
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