getthehelloutofbed.
I sometimes remonstrate with myself for being a bit of an old man when I fall asleep at 10 30 on a Friday night while the rest of the world is out doing its thing. Mornings like this make it all worth it.
Waking up at 5 30 on Saturday morning you see an odd mix of people. Some sluggish bleary eyed kids heading home, some early risers going for their morning run - passing each other on the street as one night ends and a new day begins, almost like a ceremonial passing of the torch.
I got a cheap underwater housing for an old point and shoot off gumtree during the week and this was the first time I had a chance to take it out. Again, sometimes you just get lucky. A crescent moon and a few particularly bright stars still hung in the air giving way to a stereotypically beautiful golden sunrise. Bliss. The old camera focuses about as fast as an octogenarian with ankle weights, but we can work with it.
Public Service Announcement - don't go swimming in the Pacific at 0530 in the morning in just a pair of boardshorts if you plan on staying in for half an hour. Composing shots with shaky ass hands is not easy.
Bonus shots at the end of a morning spent down at Icebergs last week.
bondi bowl pre dawn. no groms at 0550
bowls, barrels and crescent moons*
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soft and bright
sunrise over the local mountains ranges.
pre-aeration
ripples II.
globs and blobs.
surface tension.
great balls of fire.