The World Returns: Sunrise.

After the clouds arrived and my star trails got mucked up I sat in the hireclunker out of the wind for an hour and lay in wait for dawn. I’m not a morning person so while I’ve seen hundreds of sunsets I’ve seen relatively few sunrises. Usually when I’m travelling, working early shifts, or feeding very young boys determined to be awake at some ungodly hour.

Whenever I see one I always tell myself I need to see more. I like seeing the start of a new day rather than coming in a bit late (because when it came down to it I just wanted more snooze). I mean I know that every sunrise is a new day with new chances and possibilities, but I don’t feel it as much if I’m not there to see it. Fresh beginnings, all that shit. I know it’s cliche, but… you know. Still true.

“There’s always a story. It’s all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything’s got a story in it. Change the story, change the world.” – Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky.

It was quite busy last night for the sunset session, but for dawn it was just me, a jogger and her dog. And soon it was just me.

“So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars.
“So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars.

… Can’t have an inspirational sunrise without inspirational sunrise quotations.

"Turn your face to the sun and the shadows will fall behind you." - Maori proverb
“Turn your face to the sun and the shadows will fall behind you.” – Maori proverb

I sat down and watched the sun gradually clear the horizon, thinking I was alone up there. The peace and solitude was nice but I was missing the boys a bit; usually by this time they’re up, have had their morning coffee warm milk with honey and we’re all cuddling together on the couch.

When my arse cheeks started to go numb I got up, in the process spotting something over my shoulder. Hovering in place not twenty metres away were two wedge-tailed eagles. They rode the updraft blasting up the hill and just hung there, almost motionless, like kites. Like two-and-a-half-metres-wide, living, feathery kites… kites as in the flying toy, not… the bird… you know what I mean!

Eddie and Edwina Eagle on a date. ‘Wedgies’ mate for life and June/July means (get) busy season in Exmouth.
Kicking myself over the zoomy lens again!!!!! Apparently white-bellied sea eagles are often mistaken for wedgies as their tails are similar and they're only slightly smaller. But even without the GODDAMN ZOOM LENS CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T BRING IT zoom lens I can still see their tummies are not white. So, pretty sure wedgies.
Kicking myself over the zoomy lens again!!!!! Apparently white-bellied sea eagles are often mistaken for wedgies as their tails are similar and they’re only slightly smaller. But even without the GODDAMN ZOOM LENS CAN’T BELIEVE I DIDN’T BRING IT zoom lens I can still see their tummies are not white. So, pretty sure wedgies.

By the time I adjusted my camera settings and got some shots the Eddies were still hovering but were 20 metres further away. Inconsiderate bloody wildlife!!

They didn’t come any closer so I went back to the lighthouse.

I seem to have a thing for this thing.
I seem to have a thing for this thing.

The lighthouse is the oldest manmade structure around here – it’s seen both the last light of dusk and the first light of dawn every day for over a hundred years. But how many sunrises has the land seen? The red limestone gorges of the Cape Range are older by millions of years. And the sun will be rising and setting out here for millions of years yet.

"After every sunset comes a new sunrise... followed by breakfast." Anon. Possibly a hobbit.
“After every sunset comes a new sunrise… followed by breakfast.” Anon. Possibly a hobbit.

… Which I enjoyed at Jurabi Bay just down the road. Next post: absent turtles, skeletons and other flotsam and jetsam.

– Michelle

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