When I did the Otter for the first time, I was not so privileged in terms of weather condirions in order to capture moments like this, when the sun tries to break through the mist leaving some pale reflections on the water for a short period of time.



In 2005 there was a ongoing drizzle which felt like needles in my face, emphasized by a relatively strong wind blowing towards me, when walking in the open. So I did not have much chances to take my photogear out.