On the Sunday of that weekend, we woke up slightly before 6am.
“Do you want to go see the sunrise, it’s just down the road.”
So, with a pair of muddy gumboots (which, ironically were supposed to protect my feet from the mud), we walked to the road.
After a few moments of oohing and aahing, we realised that the scenery was really good for silhouette shots!
So the poses began.
The dear friend who climbed on top of a tractor. Or a machine of some sort.
I decided to stay safely with the trees.
There’s nothing like a good sunrise to start the day.