This is probably one of the very few times I’ve said to myself ”Steve, it’s time to leave.” The thought of coming home early, (albeit forced upon me) is one of the worst things I can imagine when being out on a photo shoot. There are simply not enough hours in my day for me to appreciate the spectacle of the natural beauty that surrounds us and trying to capture its beauty via that shutter button.
Family and friends think I’m mad when I set off at 2am heading for what I hope to be a ‘perfect’ sunrise, or sitting under the protection of an umbrella as a violent storm unloads its cargo from above. But to me and no doubt endless other photographers, these are must do things.
So that leads me to the title of this shot. For once I must have realised that my brain should rule my heart and I’m rather pleased it did.
Just seconds after taking this the mother of all rain storms descended, I would love to have stopped but no matter how well prepared I am, a canoe is not on my packing list.
