This twilight, on the edge of the land of “Twilight”, brought solace, and not the least bit of fright. Smoothed ethereally by short time exposure, the surf of Rialto and a shallow, thin fog layer offered a fluidly undular, matte reflection of the slate-blue sky above, as final reds of dusk painted the horizon. Meanwhile the cold Pacific waters splashed across both human and tripod legs—mine clad in waterproof waders, the equipment’s being made of rustproof aluminum.
1 NNW La Push WA (22 Aug 16) Looking NW
47.9223, -124.6403
Twilight Surf: Olympic National Park
This twilight, on the edge of the land of “Twilight”, brought solace, and not the least bit of fright. Smoothed ethereally by short time exposure, the surf of Rialto and a shallow, thin fog layer offered a fluidly undular, matte reflection of the slate-blue sky above, as final reds of dusk painted the horizon. Meanwhile the cold Pacific waters splashed across both human and tripod legs—mine clad in waterproof waders, the equipment’s being made of rustproof aluminum.
1 NNW La Push WA (22 Aug 16) Looking NW
47.9223, -124.6403