This was the first time I had been privileged to see water flowing in Ormiston Gorge. The waters bring revival and renewal to an often parched landscape. At the time, I was so overwhelmed by being there “at the right time” that I ended up spending hours shooting not the flow, but just ponds filled with beautiful reflections. That night I realised what an opportunity I’d missed. I determined to return the next morning, praying that the flow would still be there, for I knew it couldn’t last long. Next morning, I was the only person there as I waited in the pre-dawn dark. A pack of four dingoes came rather too close at one point! But when the light came, it proved to be even better than the previous day. And though I had to perch precariously on some very slippery rocks, I was thankful to be able to get a few very special shots. One shot I took was composed in a 4:3 ratio format and this one in a breathtaking full panoramic format.
This was the first time I had been privileged to see water flowing in Ormiston Gorge. The waters bring revival and renewal to an often parched landscape. At the time, I was so overwhelmed by being there “at the right time” that I ended up spending hours shooting not the flow, but just ponds filled with beautiful reflections. That night I realised what an opportunity I’d missed. I determined to return the next morning, praying that the flow would still be there, for I knew it couldn’t last long. Next morning, I was the only person there as I waited in the pre-dawn dark. A pack of four dingoes came rather too close at one point! But when the light came, it proved to be even better than the previous day. And though I had to perch precariously on some very slippery rocks, I was thankful to be able to get a few very special shots. One shot I took was composed in a 4:3 ratio format and this one in a breathtaking full panoramic format.