6621 x 4937 px | 56,1 x 41,8 cm | 22,1 x 16,5 inches | 300dpi
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A storm looked to be building, but there was no lightning, just huge amounts of unstable looking cloud. I kept waiting, and for an hour nothing happened, the sun by now below the Western horizon. All was turning that ethereal blue of twilight, with islands of green algae standing proud in the low tide waters. Fascinated by the sky, and these strange vivid islands I put all I needed on the tripod and in pockets, and waded out into the ocean, sometimes lifting the tripod high as I dropped into a deeper pocket of waist high ocean. I feel way out to sea and quite isolated on my tiny island, hoping the calmness remains so. A diagonal line of dark cloud is moving up from the South, before it is broken cumulus, behind it a dark, blue grey smoothness. The front is approaching and rain with it. Still hoping for lightning, but none appears, its now or never, I start making pictures in the gloomy light, an island of green in a scene of blue. Making my way back without incident I pack all the gear in the bag, putting the waterproof cover on just as the first drops begin. Halfway back to the car the wind slams into me, a few moments more and the rain is pelting down, splashing sand up to my knee. The calm blue is gone replaced with grey, the ocean now turbulent with white caps. Looking back, those green islands are a wash of breakers. Alpa 12SWA, Schneider 47mm, Leaf 75s
