Early one morning I kayaked out to the mouth of the Harvey River.It finally meets the Estuary at the end of a peninsular a couple of kilometres long. I had spent months planning this photograph, including trips to the location to choose the composition I wanted. It was decided that I would need to sink a tripod down into the depths of the river. About as deep as my tripod could go.
I waited for the right day. Low tide, at sunrise, with no wind. That’s a very rare combination.
I finally found the right conditions coming together and took the opportunity. In the dark of night I departed on the Kayak and arrived for sunrise. What a magical scene it was. This photo highlights the stark beauty that you can find in the most unexpected places.