Closer to the end of the world
Muelle Braun & Blanchard at sunset
As usual, I waited for more.
And more surely came.
What began as a sight of golden hour glow cast on the worn, wooden posts of the old pier (muelle) turned into something more exciting as time passed.
The colors started seeping through the scattered clouds, which meant that the reflection of the sky in the water was also quite pleasing to look at. Although the sea wasn’t calm as a lake could be, it certainly was no longer grey.
The colors soon reached Cerro Monumento Moore, whose peak was seen over the ridge line of a hill from where I was. And the looming presence of the massive Cerro Balmaceda (2,035 m, or 6,677 ft) at the vanishing point of the pier certainly set the tone. I was that much closer to the end of the world.
With the sky permeated from yellow to orange to pink as far as my eyes could see, I was getting excited with what was happening before my camera lens. A landscape photographer may expect something spectacular, but he/she knows that Mother Nature doesn’t always cooperate, so it is always great to see some colors in the sky.