Found this sitting in my draft folder. I know that its in Point Peron as I recognise the silhouettes, but not when it was taken or why we were there. We go here a lot though, so it may have just been a walk and the sky was a lovely colour.
Finding forgotten SD cards is like a trip down memory lane. I should be more careful with them, though its always nice to see photos again that you’d decided weren’t good enough at the time. Whilst I’m still not happy with this, and the other two I’ll be uploading over the next week, I felt they were worth sharing since they were the last things I shot with my camera before the great drought of early 2016.
From December last year, when I drove myself (and some of my family) down to Bunker Bay in the state’s south west late in the evening. We arrived at about 3am. While the others settled down for a few hours shut eye I found I was unable to rest or relax (I ended up being awake if I recall correctly for over 48 hours in the end). Restless and sweltering in the heat, I decided it would be better to stop trying.
Trying out a new angle at Point Peron, an earlier carpark and a beach rarely visited. Well, apart from the group of youngsters having a bit of a puff up amongst the shrubberies. They seemed a bit miffed about the intrusion.
It wasn’t too bad, actually. Windy and the smell of rotting seaweed was strong on the air, but I’ve never really minded that.
There is a place, near where I live, which has sunsets that are as beautiful as they are frequent. Those that burn through the sky in summer are always the loveliest, the most striking and breath-taking. So much so that people will come here from far away just to see the sunset.