I didn't plan to stalk the dawn that morning, but fate woke me early and saved me a spot on those watery slopes in Buscalan. We arrived while enveloped in mist and without a clear view of the horizon, but when the sun re-appeared, its magic was everywhere.
If only I was there as a mere observer, with nothing more than my eyes, I would remember much much more. But alas, my camera came along for the spectacle, so I will let my photograph tell my story. Enjoy.
(Pixel-Peepers: No filters were used for this shot. At dawn, the sky can be much brighter than the landscape, making exposure difficult. But there is a brief moment at twilight when the difference in brightness fits the exposure latitude of our camera sensors, ever so briefly. You don't need a filter to catch that.)