Join me in experiencing my adventures and excitement on my photo shoots, as I unwrap my journey involved in capturing images that linger, whilst reflecting spectacular scenery that soak the soul with peace and hope!
It was my first visit to this incredible destination. I’d done a lot of reading about it to prepare myself for my journey en route to the lake.
Nothing could have prepared me for the real thing. For seeing it in the flesh.
Before leaving for New Zealand, I checked the times of first light and sunrise. I left home early. So, I thought. Arriving at the Tasman Lake car park, I could see first light was imminent. With that in mind, I realised the importance of how quickly the light was breaking across the horizon before my arrival at the lake.
The temperature was warmer than I anticipated which was a bonus on one hand, but, on the other hand, I was extremely warm as I was layered with winter clothing. But I set my mind on the path in front of me.
Initially the going was tough due to the gradient of the pathway. I was lacking in fitness, I realised that from the onset.
As the light was becoming more obvious, whilst wearing a headlamp, I appreciated the good condition of the track.
I grew into the rhythm of the journey, appreciating the inspirational scenery around me. As I drew closer to the lake, I heard the river, which was encouraging as I knew I was approaching the lake.
By that time, the warmth of my clothing became even more obvious. As I walked up a narrow ridge, I saw the lake. It was more than what I could have imagined in the flesh. What came to mind immediately was the thought of navigating down the steep bank of rocks.
My mind was racing as the light was mature enough not to use my headlamp. I also knew it was a time of intentionally treading from rock to rock. I could see the value of being safe, rather than tripping over the rocks.
From step to step I made my way down to the lake and instinctively I knew which rock to sit on to maximise my shoot from.
Fortunately, the light held well, due to cloudy conditions. The surrounding mountains were clothed in clouds. The atmosphere was moody, but breathtaking at the same time.
The opportunities for creative shots were endless. I sat precariously on different rocks, using various lenses to optimise the magnificent scene before me.
After spending a considerable time at this iconic location, the right time came to pack away my photographic equipment. It was a moment that will linger in my memory for a considerable time.
I secured my heavy camera bag on my shoulders and cautiously made my way to the top and returned to the car park with a spring in my step. It was an out of this world experience.