As you may know, my camera died last week and I vowed to use the opportunity to focus on other projects. What I didn't realise is that I am now, seemingly, hardwired into waking up with the lark, and if my trusty phalanx of weather Apps show 'Dense Fog', then I'm out of the door without a second thought. Even coffee gets left for later.
Fortunately, my lovely partner, Chele gave me access to her own Nikon, which happens to be the exact same model as my own, and before I knew it I was stomping through the undergrowth of a random woodland, less than a mile from home. I didn't find a good composition there, but I was stopped in my tracks on getting out of the car by the site of a beautiful wild deer, staring at me through the mist of the path ahead. After thrashing about in the woods for a while, I noticed the moon appear overhead and guessed that this meant the fog was low-lying rather than a simple blanket of mile-high cloud, so I gathered my stuff and sprung into action, virtually running back to the car.
As soon as I set off for the hills (the North Downs are just a couple of miles from my house) I realised this particular sunrise would be a good one, as the clouds quickly parted leaving clear views of the hills as I got closer. From the top, it was truly stunning. Thick banks of rolling fog covered the valley, and in the far distance you could see Kingswood at Challock, and further afield the fills above Stone-in-Oxney over on the far side of the Romney Marsh, both peering through the fog. As the sun rose, it kissed the tops of the clouds, slowly pushing the fog into more sparse pockets.
In the second shot, below, I managed to capture Brabourne Lees from two miles away, special because I live there, and somewhere in the mists lurks my house. Once again this serves as a reminder that some of the best moments can be savoured on your own doorstep, without having to pay thousands to travel to the same photo-locations around the world only to have the share the image with a hundred other photographers, all vying for tripod space.
A breathtaking morning, and one I shan't forget in a hurry.