I know it’s a bit lame, but I can’t help but apologize for my recently inconsistent Friday Foto Talk posts. Blame it on that good old sense of guilt that everyone raised Catholic seems to suffer from. Believe me I haven’t forgotten about it. I’m also going to be collecting all of them into one or more e-books. It surprises me to look back and see how many I’ve amassed over these past several years. It’s a nice summary of my photography knowledge (which hopefully still has a long way to go)
In the meantime, enjoy this image from the other morning. I’ve been rising in the pre-dawn every morning for work, but it mostly happens that the people I’m working with abhor starting before the sun is up. The happy result is that I get to enjoy a peaceful sunrise somewhere. On this morning I walked over the dunes just as the sun was breaking through and in time to see this fisherman casting into the breakers for snook. In talking to him I detected an accent that made me think South African but with a small twist. Turns out he was from east Africa. Retired now, he walks up to the beach almost every morning for some surf fishing at sunrise.
Thanks for looking and have a great week.
Surf-fishing at sunrise, Atlantic Coast of Florida. 50 mm. Zeiss lens, 1/100 sec. @ f/13, ISO 200.
Lovely. I sometimes wonder if folks who fish like that actually expect to catch something, or they just do it for the ambiance.
I really think it’s the latter Dave. Thanks!
Another beautiful image, Michael. Reminds me of a quiet morning siting on a dune at Cape Vidal, watching the sun rise over the Indian Ocean and missing my own dad as we looked on a grandpa, father and little boy fishing in the surf…
Thanks Dries. Very poignant.