This time of year we get a lot of clouds which occasionally produce spectacular sunsets. It's impossible to know exactly how it will turn out, but if you're like me you just show up and hope for the best. Showing up is the hardest part, but once I'm at the beach another set of neurons take over and it's all about the hunt, to find my prey in that golden hour. Well, it seems like that sometimes, stalking compositions and then capturing them. Finally I drive home with that satisfied feeling that I bagged a few good ones now secure inside my camera. Photography has to have a few parallels with hunting, but then you already knew that.
If you're an Osprey and you live in Florida, you've got it made. We love our Osprey and to show our appreciation we build these platforms high up on poles everywhere. As in everywhere and anywhere; ...cell towers, transmission lines, out in fields, in all the parks, everywhere. This one is near my house and I drove right by as I looked up, put on the brakes, backed up, picked up my camera and said good morning. This guy just stared at me and wondered what the heck I was doing in his territory. Silly me.
This is taken from a little road above Queenstown in New Zealand. I was amazed at how it seems you can drive just about anywhere in New Zealand. Where I live in Florida most roads are closed to the public, and most property is private. The impression I had is that in New Zealand you're pretty much free to roam and explore, as though it's encouraged. Of course I could be wrong, that was just my impression. But anyway, here we were up on a lookout on a road that was open to the public. And make good use of it we did.
