Our last morning in Tumut was a cold, frosty, but majestic one. I was so excited about capturing this sunrise from the balcony that I nearly slipped on the ice! No harm done, luckily.

Finally, we drove away from the river…

Up to the ridge to view the valley that it flowed through.

One more shot of the burbling Goobarragandra…

Strangely, the camp ground where I took these shots from was part of Kosciuszko National Park, while across the river was pasture land.

28km east of Tumut lies Goobarragandra – well, the Goobarragandra River anyway. This is prime trout fishing territory and there’s a trout farm just downstream. But although BB is an avid angler the trout is out of season. We content ourselves with exploring the river.

The current swirling around boulders makes a nice photographic study.

Sometimes landscape photography is about being at the right place at the right time. This really applies for sunsets, especially winter sunsets. The sun dips so quickly that you have a mere five minutes in which to take shots before darkness falls.

Luckily in Tumut, I was in the right place at the right time. There was a beautiful strand of gum trees just opposite the cottage, so it was a matter of ducking out into the cold and taking as many shots as I could within those critical 5 minutes.

These trees were radiant in the golden winter sunset. I couldn’t help but be in awe as I looked up at the mottled trunk into the wispy canopy. It was a truly magical moment.