I was not conscious for the majority of the first sunrise trip, since it was well past my bedtime and I had to work early the next morning. I slept during the car ride up to the top of Mount Maxwell, and then we hiked a short distance to the predetermined look-out spot, where I curled up on a rock face with some blankets and went back to sleep. I was awoken just before sunrise the next morning and the view was already breathtaking. We were overlooking Fulford Harbour and the islands beyond and the sky was just beginning to lighten up. However, what we saw of the sun was through the trees, since we were facing south, so we determined to find a more advantageous spot for the next time. The next sunrise was at Beddis Beach. It felt a bit colder, even though we were a much lower elevation. We had a fire, and of course, I soon fell asleep. At some point in the night, I was awoken by the delighted screams of my friends and was urged to get up and come to the water’s edge. Someone ran their hands through the water and it sparkled, not like sunlight looks on the water, but instead, it looked like fairy dust as you see in the movies. It has something to do with phytoplankton blooms and, most likely, some other conditions as well. Rocks were tossed and everyone began playing with this magical looking substance. Still being half asleep at the time, it now feels as if the whole thing were a dream. This time, we were situated due east, so the sun popped up from behind the neighboring island right in front of us. It reminded me of being back in Ireland with the sunrise right there, always in view, and the brilliance of the sun, gradually ascending into the sky.
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