I don't get up for the sunrise. I just don't. Which is why until now you have never seen sunrise photography on my website. I don't function unless I rise slowly, have my coffee, read the news and oriented myself to today's version of the world. Then, and only then, do I get out of bed. But last night was just so hot. By 5.30am I was lying there staring at the ceiling, taking bets on whether I would actually sleep or even doze between now and when I needed to be out of bed. I couldn't delude myself. Sleep wasn't happening. So I did what any reasonable person would do....threw on yesterday's smelly clothes and grabbed the camera.
I have to say I can understand why people can become addicted to being up before dawn. I was downright eerie pulling into the Box Beach car park knowing I was the only one around. But once out of the car and on my way down the track I felt liberated. I had the place to myself! The breeze was light, the ocean soothing, the occasional bird rousing companionable. I stayed down at Box Beach for a couple of hours, saw a fellow photographer go by and met a beautiful woman (inside and out) who kept me company for a while. I think I could be convinced to do it again.