Dad was up pre-dawn to fly north for a couple of days, which meant he had to drag Mum out of bed. (There are no lights on the bush airstrip, so mum sits down the end of the strip with the car lights on, so Dad could see the end of the runway and be airborne in time).
 
This particular morning, Mum, who isn’t an early riser, snapped some beautiful photos of the sunrise, including the silhouetted house dam windmill.
 
This is a spectacular Red Dust sunrise – just imagine, though, how amazing it would have been flying towards it!