It was our second night on Three Hummock Island, an awesome dinner had been consumed, and I was kicking back on the lounge in front of the fire with a glass of red when I heard Karen call out from the other end of The Homestead, “Have you seen the sky? It’s gone a bit pink.”.
A conundrum! To investigate, or to take another sip and throw another log on the fire?
Might as well check it out I guess…
The weather had been mixed all day, blowing its guts out one minute, warm sun the next, and the odd shower or two thrown in just for good measure, but in the main it had been overcast. In short, not very promising from a photographic perspective!
You can just imagine my surprise when I stepped out onto the deck and looked towards Hunter Island in the west. I knew it was going to be special, but just how special had to wait until I saw the first tiny image appear on the LCD of the camera…
Taking a quick shot of the windmill, I then sprinted 50m down the twisting, sandy track to Home Beach, tripod in one hand and camera in the other, praying that the light would hold!
And hold it did! For the next 20 minutes I was in absolute sunset nirvana.
Five years ago it would have been pure luck me for to have captured any decent shots from this particular night. With the light swiftly fading, composing a decent image was extremely difficult, particularly considering that I’d only spent about 10 minutes on the beach the day before and didn’t have a feel for what ‘worked’. If that wasn’t enough, in the dim light I then had to pick the right camera settings and try and achieve a focus point that would include both the foreground and background…and then you can throw a bottle of wine into the mix!
This was the result…
A sunset I will never forget as long as I live, and it was all down to a random observation by my wonderful wife!