A lucky shot on this one, black fur always sucks up the light, so I was glad when I managed to get a good balance between foreground and background detail.
I was testing a lens when I snapped this one and is the pic that convinced me to eventually buy it, a good investment all round I think.
While sitting alone along a stretch of road on Black Hill in Fish Hoek I only had John and Gareth to keep me company. The cold mist does effectively set the scene for the dark and desolate image making the name Black Hill seem ideal.
I personally don’t know how these guys manage to cope with the frigid water, but I’ve been told it’s an acclimatization process and this is how the open water swimmers achieve long swims in nothing but a bathing costume.
I love the way the direction of the light is seen by the ocean spray as it falls on the in coming waves of the ocean.
The freedom of the open road, even though it was incredibly cold that morning these guys braved it so they could taste that freedom.
Beauty by the roadside. I try and find ways of keeping myself occupied while waiting for athletes, like finding these flowers getting a head start on spring.
Be part of the action, participate. The focus is purely on the act of jumping into the water and the fellow swimmers looking on set the scene.
Swimmers effortlessly making their way through the water, making a nice juxtaposition with the hard industrial concrete of the bridge and iron bars of the guard rails.
It’s the strong colour and awesome lens flare that makes this pic great, that and the fact I still have my sight after staring directly into the sun through a lens.