Dolomites, Italy
Still water at the foot of the Seekofel
We rowed out before the first bus arrived, when the lake was a mirror and the boathouse still smelled of pine tar.
Read the field notesField journal, volume four
Open a frame to read where it was taken and why it stayed with us. Each one links to the full set.
We rowed out before the first bus arrived, when the lake was a mirror and the boathouse still smelled of pine tar.
Read the field notesA tripod, a thermos and a very cold bench. The Milky Way came up over the peaks just after one in the morning.
See the night setAn inversion filled every valley below us, leaving only the summits and a thin line of pink light.
Read the storyThe water was clear enough to count stones six metres down. We stayed until the light went flat.
View the full setThe final frame of the trip, taken barefoot at the tide line while the sun sat on the water.
Read the epilogue