It is a bit picky to complain that yesterday’s weather was not as good as the day before.
Nevertheless, I found myself squeezed into the top corner of a rapidly darkening day. I went Westward to follow the fleeing sun. My first chance at something useful came at Porirua, looking Eastward across the harbour to Papakowhai.
The golden light appealed so I took a wider view from the same standpoint, and then moved on. My usual haunts were fruitless so I prepared to go home. For some reason I chose to take the Whitby side of the harbour instead of my normal preference of Grays Rd.
As soon as I reached the boat sheds, I saw something in the rear-view mirrors that caused me to pull into a park and get the tripod out. The water near the Paremata bridge was still and rose-tinted. The boats were not moving, or so I thought. The long exposure disproved that idea.
Even as the lovely colour was merging with the black silhouetted landscape, I was racing along a somewhat boggy beach trying to set up for one more shot.
And that was the end of my day.