We spent some time in alpine Victoria just as the weather was beginning to really cool down. On the insistence of many we went to see the apparently spectacular view from the top of Mount Buffalo. We drove along a treacherous road climbing up and up, winding around and around, through thick fog going about 50 kilometres per hour though it felt like 200. When we arrived at the summit it was dark, cold and wet and the apparently amazing view was completely obscured by the thick layers of fog. Others got back in the car nearly immediately to avoid the cold conditions because there was ‘nothing to see’ but I started shooting and asked to stay for just ten minutes to take a few shots. I have been chasing fog up a local mountain for nearly 2 years now, only to have it elude me. Then we randomly stumble across this magical place. So much foggy beauty, framed by the most glorious tall gums – to help me create what I think are some of my favourite moments ever captured.