For whatever reason, I sleep much better aboard the boat. I don’t know why, but I rarely wake up early when we stay for the weekend on Shearwater. And by “early” I mean the hours between 2:00-5:00 AM — like I do at home. Like I did every day this week.
I’ve been this way for as long as I can remember — something about sleeping on a boat just knocks me out in a way that I can’t replicate at home. That’s not to say I can’t be woken up; an out-of-rhythm or unusual hull roll that might signal someone coming aboard will bring me alert long enough to ascertain whether it’s a false alarm. The same applies to out-of-rhythm noises. But I’m always able to return to my slumber and eventually wake when the birds begin to announce the eminent arrival of the sunrise.
Being an early bird has always meant that I can take morning twilight shots when nobody is around, like these shots of our marina that were captured just before sunrise last Saturday.
These shots also illustrate my return to a standalone photography; there is only so much low-light work I can do with an iPhone and a dedicated camera can really run circles around the best that Apple currently has to offer.
It’s funny… when Cindy and I first married back in 1990, she was a dedicated night owl and could easily sleep half the following day away. But now she’s become more of a morning person like me. She may not be able to hit the ground running as soon as her eyes open — like I can — but she’s able to at least get up and enjoy sunrises now (see above).