A cool morning breeze... the musty scent of salt in the air... the soft and gentle glow of a resurgent sun... these are just some of my favorite things when photographing along our coasts. But like a tune you can't get out of your head... they haunt you no end... in your dreams and daydreams... until you capitulate and find your way back... to re-live the moment and surrender to its siren call. I'm back.
We were in San Jose de Buenavista in Antique, a narrow spit of a place trapped between a mountain range and the Sulu sea. We came to photograph her rugged landscape and the folks along her coasts. Tag along with me as I explore this land for the first time. Enjoy.
Pixel-peepers: A west-facing coastline usually meant dawns would be uneventful, because morning light would come too late, with none of the warm colors of the wee hours. But not here. I did say it was a narrow spit of land. I wasn't kidding.
But wait, there's more...
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