No wind and plenty of cloud meant there was a good chance there would be plenty of reflections at Lake Weyba
As the morning progressed the light bounced all around the lake keeping me on my toes.
Light showers didn’t fill my spirit with optimism as I headed North to beat the cloud cover.
However as it so often happens the scuds of rain lifted under the intensity of the sun leaving some nice reflections on the low tide sand at Castaways Beach.
Barcaldine has the tree of knowledge and there are certainly lots of recognisable trees around the place, but this one has to be my favourite. Leaning out over Lake Weyba I have seen the area used for video clips, ads and occasionally other photographers taking advantage of the spot. When I see it however I am always distracted by the features of the tree,its foliage, the roots that keep it hanging in there and its reflections balancing in the stillness.
Im not sure why I don’t spend more time at Lake Currimundi. The air has an inherent calmness and peacefulness around the foreshores and allows for plenty of reflections on the water
Snuggling under a blanket of cloud it was back to midsummer morning temperatures and a perfect morning for a stroll along the walk along the Maroochy river.
What the sky lacked in colour this morning was more than made up by the swirling mixture of altostratus and cirrus clouds as they danced with the morning light at Lake Weyba as they moved in from the west foreshadowing the arctic blast forecast to blow through this afternoon.
A crisp early morning with plenty of dew and not so much fog filled the morning air. Camping beside the dam I was greeted with some curious onlookers.