i've seen a fair few setting suns in my trip around the continent, in some pretty spectacular places, and i should be getting to the stage where i'm a bit bored of the old routine. actually i kinda am, but i still feel compelled to photograph it, or at least get to a position where i have the option of photographing it, just in case it's a stunner. when i get to somewhere new i think well i've seen the sun drop below the horizon before, but never from this particular spot, i best have a look. this all played out as normal in my previous destination, the caribbean beach town of santa fe, where i had a room a few metres away from the ocean and a westward view. the problem was that as soon as i arrived in the late afternoon i started to shave my head... and the batteries in the clippers ran out. i could plug them in to the mains, but this only served to charge them - not to power them when they were plugged in. i worked out that around a 5 minute charge would give about 60 seconds of shavetime. i wouldn't say i've got a huge scalp, but still there's only so much hair you can remove in 60 seconds. after each blast i'd go to the window and see the orange sun through the trees, edging closer to the water, lighting up the sky. i'd then look back in the mirror and see what looked like a chernobyl victim. no matter what route i took with my hair, or what balance i struck with the charging/usage i couldn't beat the sun from falling into the ocean. i made up for it by sticking around for another 6 sunsets.

this was another nice sunset in los llanos, and here's the original

i've seen a fair few setting suns in my trip around the continent, in some pretty spectacular places, and i should be getting to the stage where i'm a bit bored of the old routine. actually i kinda am, but i still feel compelled to photograph it, or at least get to a position where i have the option of photographing it, just in case it's a stunner. when i get to somewhere new i think well i've seen the sun drop below the horizon before, but never from this particular spot, i best have a look. this all played out as normal in my previous destination, the caribbean beach town of santa fe, where i had a room a few metres away from the ocean and a westward view. the problem was that as soon as i arrived in the late afternoon i started to shave my head... and the batteries in the clippers ran out. i could plug them in to the mains, but this only served to charge them - not to power them when they were plugged in. i worked out that around a 5 minute charge would give about 60 seconds of shavetime. i wouldn't say i've got a huge scalp, but still there's only so much hair you can remove in 60 seconds. after each blast i'd go to the window and see the orange sun through the trees, edging closer to the water, lighting up the sky. i'd then look back in the mirror and see what looked like a chernobyl victim. no matter what route i took with my hair, or what balance i struck with the charging/usage i couldn't beat the sun from falling into the ocean. i made up for it by sticking around for another 6 sunsets.

this was another nice sunset in los llanos, and here's the original