On the second day of New Year, after watching the sunrise at Takazasuyama, I drive my car towards Lake Motosu.
If the temperature drops more than 10 degrees below freezing, a morning mist should appear at the Lake.
Last night’s snow has covered the barren ground of rocks created by an ancient lava flow. I have trouble finding my steps.
After stumbling so many times, I finally arrive at my planned shooting point.
At this time of year the sun rises close to the northern ridge of Mt. Fuji and illuminates the mountain from the back.
The sun’s rays will infuse Lake Motosu and create the most majestic of scenes that can be witnessed throughout the year.
My plan is to capture the sparkling surface of the lake and the lingering morning mist.
I fix the shutter-speed of my camera and take shots one by one, each time opening the aperture a little more than before.
In the cold and clear silence, the sound of the shutter echoes across the lakeshore.