Ever since last week's burn-off out west of Sydney the sky has been lighting up with phenomenal colour; something about the ash particles in the air.  Sunrise on Sunday was a spectacle, and I heard last night's sunset was sheer brilliance; unfortunately I've been missed them both.  So this morning I was pretty amped for the early, primed with expectation of light and colour... but alas she was a fizzer.  Ah well, there's always sunset, or tomorrow, or the next day. Right now it's sunny and the tiniest of NE wind swells is up against a stiff Westerly. It's clean and peeling but it won't last long.  Might go take a look.

Murray