Hurricane Ridge Road

• Aesop.

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Sunrises are hard for me to shoot. As early as I can remember, I have always been a night owl and never a morning person. In fact, I still vividly remember my first sunrise experience, I was maybe 4 or 5 years old when we visited the pointy bottom end of India. This spot (Kanyakumari) has a lot of religious and cultural importance in India as a place where three oceans meet. So my parents were very excited about waking up early for sunrise, me not so much. There I was, groggy and irritated, on a rooftop being battered by cold morning breeze and the sun broke the horizon. To put it mildly, I was wide immediately wide awake, I have not before seen something that beautiful when warm golden light lit the rocky shore of the coast in perfect light. I’d say I got addicted to sunrise that day and since then never had any issues waking up super early for sunrise.

This shot was taken on our trip to Washington last summer, I miscalculated my distances and it took forever to get back to our hotel after sunset at the second beach. We were late to wake up for sunrise at hurricane ridge. As we were driving up the predawn light start to color the skies. I made a call to jump out and get a shot, even though there was no good view. Thankfully we came across a spot on the road where there was a gap in tree cover. I was specific to expose this shot just for the colors in the sky and wanted to silhouette the trees on either side of the composition.