It was minus 5 that morning; you know its cold when the water freezes and turns to ice on your kayak hatch. I remember it well, the lake was covered in fog, the water was like a sheet of glass and then suddenly the fog cleared and the morning sun burst through long enough for me to race over underneath the Commonwealth Avenue Bridge to snap this shot.
Minutes later the lake was engulfed again.
Right Time, Right Place, Right Bloke to capture it !
Thanks Maree, good luck and good timing were certainly on my side that morning.