The thunder storms the night before had me hoping for a pretty sunrise. Enough so to roust out a friend to go to Aripeka with me for the sunrise, and for the chance of seeing One-Foot Fred. I had high expectations. So I pointed out the bait shop that I always enjoy taking an HDR image of while I’m waiting for sunrise. And the view to the west with the reflected colors of the sunrise. We were none too early so we didn’t have long to wait for the color to be seen in the sky, but without much in the way of clouds to really light up the sky.
I was quite pleased with the sunrise even if One-Foot Fred failed to put in an appearance. I haven’t seen him the last few times I’ve looked for him, but I don’t think I’m worried about it. Not yet anyhow…
A Snowbird's Life Through the Lens 