Cnicht at sunrise, Moel Siabod in the distance
After a night spent mostly wide awake in my plastic bag on top of a hill the alarm went off at 4:45 and I was surprised to find I was asleep. I poked my head out to find everything covered in dew on the outside and condensation on the inside and a beautiful line of bright colour on the eastern horizon suggesting I should get a move on to be ready for the sun.
The next surprise was to see a sea of cloud a long way below me. The weather forecast had suggested fog and I had thought I’d find myself enveloped in cloud but of course it was low fog and I was way above it with clear blue sky all around and mountain tops like islands.
Moel-ddu above Porthmadog in a sea of cloud at dawn
The light at times like this changes by the minute so it’s always a rush to get set up and then follow the light as the shadows change, finding where the compositions are. I stopped shooting by about seven to get some breakfast and laid my wet things out in the sun to dry. The views were still as wonderful but the unique dawn light had gone and it was now a bright sunshiney day. Later on, as I walked back down to the car, I found that the fog was actually a very thin layer of low cloud, making for an overcast day in the valley which was perfect for woodland bluebell pictures. That will be the story of part three.