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Pinnacles at night
Dead of night. Not a soul in sight. Just me… and a few cheeky huntsmans. ️
A rare gap in the clouds over the Pinnacles had me chucking the gear in the car and hitting the bitumen. Rolled in around 10PM, only to find the drive track closed from all the recent rain—so it was boots on, pack light, and hoof it a couple of clicks through the inky dark.
The desert was mine alone—well, me, a few roos, a fox, and the silent company of the spiders. No car beams slicing the night, no hikers’ torches bobbing in the distance. Just the whisper of wind over the limestone spires and the crunch of my boots in the sand.
For 5+ hours, my 50mm lens was my best mate—slow, deliberate, chasing every scrap of detail before first light stole the stars. Only the second time in 18 years I’ve seen the Pinnacles this empty—the last was during the 2020 covid lockdowns. Absolute magic, worth every step.
Nikon D5500 - 50mm f/1.8
Star Adventurer 2i
HoyaUV/IR Cut
Pinnacles at night
Dead of night. Not a soul in sight. Just me… and a few cheeky huntsmans. ️
A rare gap in the clouds over the Pinnacles had me chucking the gear in the car and hitting the bitumen. Rolled in around 10PM, only to find the drive track closed from all the recent rain—so it was boots on, pack light, and hoof it a couple of clicks through the inky dark.
The desert was mine alone—well, me, a few roos, a fox, and the silent company of the spiders. No car beams slicing the night, no hikers’ torches bobbing in the distance. Just the whisper of wind over the limestone spires and the crunch of my boots in the sand.
For 5+ hours, my 50mm lens was my best mate—slow, deliberate, chasing every scrap of detail before first light stole the stars. Only the second time in 18 years I’ve seen the Pinnacles this empty—the last was during the 2020 covid lockdowns. Absolute magic, worth every step.
Nikon D5500 - 50mm f/1.8
Star Adventurer 2i
HoyaUV/IR Cut