It was hard not to have high expectations when visiting Milford Sound. Whenever I mentioned to someone about traveling to New Zealand, Milford was always mentioned in the conversation as a must see.
When a place is so hyped up I try and lower my hopes, and as a photographer, I know that my experience will be heavily effected by the weather conditions.
Two thirds of the year it rains in Milford Sound so when I drove through the Jurassic Fiordland under clear skies I was more than grateful.
Standing at the feet of the monstrous mountains, it is hard not to be emotionally taken back by this wonder of the world.
I arrived for sunset early in order to catch the sun breaking the mountains edge. Within seconds of taking in the grand view, all my expectations were met.
As I set up my camera, I couldn’t help but think of all the Maoris who would have occupied this paradise long before European settlement. They no doubt would of had a deep connection with the land and vast marine life that still occupies the waters.
Like many places I have been blessed to see, Milford is a special place that speaks to your soul and reflects the glory of a divine creator.