A classic wooden pearling lugger, its sails billowing in the breeze, glides away into a magical evening. Here at Cable Beach, I had been busy photographing camels on the sand (a sort of quintessential Cable Beach shot). But then, when this historic boat appeared in the distance, I became suddenly enchanted and turned my camera out to sea. It was a spectacular and timeless scene, one that might have been photographed centuries ago if only there had been cameras then! The fiery glow of the sunset on the right faded magnificently into a palette of pinks, mauves and purples. The boat, which had once harvested the region s famous pearls, was now darkened by the evening and reduced to a poignant silhouette. It was a scene that made me long for the open ocean, and spoke volumes to my soul about the majesty of creation.
A classic wooden pearling lugger, its sails billowing in the breeze, glides away into a magical evening. Here at Cable Beach, I had been busy photographing camels on the sand (a sort of quintessential Cable Beach shot). But then, when this historic boat appeared in the distance, I became suddenly enchanted and turned my camera out to sea. It was a spectacular and timeless scene, one that might have been photographed centuries ago if only there had been cameras then! The fiery glow of the sunset on the right faded magnificently into a palette of pinks, mauves and purples. The boat, which had once harvested the region s famous pearls, was now darkened by the evening and reduced to a poignant silhouette. It was a scene that made me long for the open ocean, and spoke volumes to my soul about the majesty of creation.