December 28th
Just as I set off for this hike I received a text from my sister in Scotland that my dad was not doing well that his health was deteriorating fast. My dad had been slowly declining from dementia for quite some years, I thought perhaps he had another week or so. He died the following day in Scotland peacefully with loved ones around him.
My father was a keen amateur photographer (a Pentaxian no less), I somehow think he would be happy to know (that during his final hours) I was out with friends celebrating life fully in one of Australia's most beautiful areas doing the thing we both shared a passion for, making photos.
Rest in peace dad, you are missed but never forgotten. xx
All images were taken with the Pentax 645D, using either the A35/3.5 or DFA55/2.8
