I awoke at 05:40 thinking I was early. Unfortunately the clocks had been set back an hour which meant that the sun would be up in fifty minutes, not in one hour and fifty. It turned out to be a very beautiful sky. Which I enjoyed while making my way to the Silos. Unfortunately any colour had vanished by the time these pics were taken. So I'll try to go back. But rather than waste them, here are a couple for the record.
Handheld at 1/50. So the water really was this mirror like. Not a breath of wind... yet. You would not get this in the evening.
Then this happens: They get up early too. Must feel extra cool gliding through such still water. Wouldn't want to fall in though!
On the tripod with a filter for 15s.
All of a sudden I see this A380 flying super low from North to South crossing the Yarra right above my head. I can hardly believe my eyes, nor my ears as it was so quiet. Almost felt unreal seeing one so low... except I have the pic to prove it (this was not taken with the bird lens).
A six-shot stitched pano (at 70mm) facing East toward the Hoddle Bridge (1938). Time for the City of Melbourne (or someone) to take responsibility for the shocking run-down graffiti-infected sign on top of those Silos!