It's Monday morning 6:00 am. I'm up, the coffee is made and I'm planning on going fishing.
Then I start thinking. Mistake #1.
It's 41 degrees outside and the fog is so thick I can barely see across the street.
Down the hill at Lake Camanche North shore it's going to be a lot more foggy that here. Might be a tad warmer, but I doubt it.
Then when I get there, I usually have to make 3 trips from the truck to the shore (only 20 feet or so) across the rocks just to get my gear by the lake. Check the picture below. Note the fog in the distance. From past experience, a day like today you won't be able to see your hand in front of your face out there.