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33. Mountain Mist


I could not pass by Mountain Mist even though I have already had mist shot the other day.  It is so lovely the way it forms a sea at the feet of the cliffs but disappointing for tourists hoping to see the magnificent wilderness vista.  

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  1. It always makes for great photos.

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  2. Fantastic and mysterious! Love the composition.

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  3. Wow - fantastic!
    Those kinds of mists always make me feel like diving off the cliff into the soupiness.

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  4. Thanks guys. When I first started blogging way back in 2007 I used to go for a bush walk every morning (I was out of work at the time). Because it was an early morning walk there was a lot of mist and hence I have quite a lot of misty shots but this one was taken somewhat later in the day if I remember rightly.

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