I’m told that in some places, the weather was less than stellar. In fact, the eastern seaboard is bracing for a winter storm that will likely screw up travel plans for Christmas week, and it’s pouring rain in the Northwest.
Here, it was pretty darned close to perfect.
The low tide was forecast to be very low at 3:30, and the sunset, on this shortest day of the year, was at 4:47. I conjectured that there would be enough time to get the shot I was after, so Axel, Tinto and I headed for the beach. We chose Fletcher Cover in Solana Beach because of the steep cliffs and flat beach. Lots of other people were out enjoying a sunset walk, and several photographers were setting up clients in the beautiful evening light.
This was the shot I’d been thinking about as I drove toward the beach. It mean running out across the shiny wet sand as the waves receded, and then running back up as the next set approached. If you look carefully, you can see Axel standing at the center of the photo. I know he’s laughing at me being chased by waves.
Sunsets out here are hit or miss. Sometimes you think it’s gearing up to be fabulous and the marine layer rolls in minutes before the sun hits the water. Or there are absolutely no clouds to be seen so there isn’t much color. For the solstice, we were treated to a grand show!