A woke up before sunrise and decided to roll out of my tent a few minutes later. I hit the snooze button way too often, and so the coffee would have to wait!
I grabbed my camera & walking shoes; heading out to the waterfall I could hear crashing into the gorge below without pause all night long. And since I was camping in the park, and up early, I could beat all the day visitors to the falls by at least 45min, and that meant a fresh start and a bit of peace and quiet while trying to get my shot of the water and rocks bathed in the sunlit glow that I always find so magical in this somewhat mystical part of the 'dry' South African north.
I didn't expect as much spray & mist to be heading my way! I must admit it took me by surprise. The way in which it billowed up from the gorge below me and up to where I stood high above was insane. It left my body shivering with stiff hands and their numb fingers clasping my little DSLR meant that trying to keep steady and make changes to camera settings was a real challenge. Without a tripod, and in the shifting light, mist, and cold I managed to snap off a few shots and promptly returned to the warmth of the tent!
Below, you will see a similar walk I did that evening - but I just couldn't get anything close to that of my morning's shoot, and so the image you see above came out as my favourite in the end. I'm stoked that WWF-Australia thought so too!