Yesterday morning we caught a water taxi from Captiva to the mainland right at sunrise to ensure we made it to the airport in time for our flight. We were hating life as we drove our golf cart along the deserted path to the dock, but our attitudes turned around when we realized we’d actually get a chance to see the sunrise as we left. (Since our house is on the NW side of the island, we saw gorgeous sunsets every night, but never got to actually see the sun appear in the morning.)
As soon as the boat left the harbor, the view was stunning. Everyone fumbled to pull out cameras and grab a quick shot.
Everyone, that is, except for a guy Alan soon nicknamed Ansel Adams. We should’ve realized when he stepped on the boat with a tripod under his arm instead of a suitcase that this guy was NO JOKE.