Mt Hayes Sunset
A stormy sunset somewhere in Tasmania. Day two in the mountains and we lay in the shelter of the tent, rain pouring hard on the fly. It had been a long, hot and sunny day before a confused and weakening storm line approached in the late afternoon. The type which encroaches dull grey fog over all landforms. I began to accept that there would be no sunset on offer this night and considered a game of cards. But about 5 or 10 minutes after that, when rain was still falling a golden glow gradually built on the tent walls. Peering outside a huge rainbow pealed off the back as the weak storms dissipated overhead. There was no time to waste. I grabbed the tripod, jacket and camera and literally sprinted to a point I had scoped on a prior trip. It had been a long day hiking and I was so tired but I had to run fast to make the sunset. As I ran the rainbow lingered and the sun approached the horizon. Made it! But completely out of breath! No time, I scrambled up some pointy rocks and vaguely pointed my camera somewhere. This was the scene that unfolded in the moments following..
A stormy sunset somewhere in Tasmania. Day two in the mountains and we lay in the shelter of the tent, rain pouring hard on the fly. It had been a long, hot and sunny day before a confused and weakening storm line approached in the late afternoon. The type which encroaches dull grey fog over all landforms. I began to accept that there would be no sunset on offer this night and considered a game of cards. But about 5 or 10 minutes after that, when rain was still falling a golden glow gradually built on the tent walls. Peering outside a huge rainbow pealed off the back as the weak storms dissipated overhead. There was no time to waste. I grabbed the tripod, jacket and camera and literally sprinted to a point I had scoped on a prior trip. It had been a long day hiking and I was so tired but I had to run fast to make the sunset. As I ran the rainbow lingered and the sun approached the horizon. Made it! But completely out of breath! No time, I scrambled up some pointy rocks and vaguely pointed my camera somewhere. This was the scene that unfolded in the moments following..
A stormy sunset somewhere in Tasmania. Day two in the mountains and we lay in the shelter of the tent, rain pouring hard on the fly. It had been a long, hot and sunny day before a confused and weakening storm line approached in the late afternoon. The type which encroaches dull grey fog over all landforms. I began to accept that there would be no sunset on offer this night and considered a game of cards. But about 5 or 10 minutes after that, when rain was still falling a golden glow gradually built on the tent walls. Peering outside a huge rainbow pealed off the back as the weak storms dissipated overhead. There was no time to waste. I grabbed the tripod, jacket and camera and literally sprinted to a point I had scoped on a prior trip. It had been a long day hiking and I was so tired but I had to run fast to make the sunset. As I ran the rainbow lingered and the sun approached the horizon. Made it! But completely out of breath! No time, I scrambled up some pointy rocks and vaguely pointed my camera somewhere. This was the scene that unfolded in the moments following..