I took this picture on a beach on the South Island of New Zealand in 2005. It was my first solo trip. I had recently graduated from university and decided to go travelling for a few months before starting training in the RAF.
It was late in the afternoon and I was just sat at the top of the beach, not really doing anything, watching the world go by. These 2 guys had been surf-kayaking, expertly manoeuvring the kayak to catch the waves breaking on the shore. As the sun started to dip, they walked out of the water, dragging the kayak behind them.
At the time, I was using a really rubbish old 35mm camera (I hadn’t upgraded to a digital camera yet as they were still pretty expensive!) with a roll of black and white film in it. I took a couple of snaps with no idea how they would turn out.
Remember that? Taking your film to be processed, completely not knowing what you were going to get back? Invariably having a few blurred or completely dark shots? And ending up with random collections of negatives and boxes of actual photographs?
Completely by chance, I ended up with this shot but it is actually one of my favourite photographs from those I’ve taken over the years. I had it blown up and it is still on my wall today.