Everyone’s piling into gold as global tensions flare… but there’s a different kind of gold rush unfolding down at Bondi.
The sun’s at its far northern swing — the most side-on it gets to our beach all year — and it’s throwing pure gold across everything I shoot. It’s my favourite light, hands down. Side-lighting the banks, plating my morning swim in shimmer.
Yeah, it’s cold out. But the water? Remarkably warm. Didn’t want to get out, truth be told. Getting in’s easy. Getting home’s the hard bit.
Waves? We’ve got 1–2 foot on our most beloved sand bank, the one that just keeps on giving. It’s been serving up peelers for months, even with the faintest puff of swell. A healthy morning crowd was out, soaking up the stillness, the crisp winter air.
It’s 11°C now, but was a brisk 7.2°C just after seven.
Lap it up. The sunshine’s free.
:: uge
