It’s a chilly night in Sydney – cold and wet – and as we arrived, I looked down to notice one lone swimmer. His body was red with cold as he slowly did his laps. Why would you do it? You’d have to be keen.
On the way out, I was lucky enough to capture the moment where the lights were on at the pool, just on dusk. As soon as I took this photograph, they were turned off, in recognition of the venue’s night time identity as a restaurant. Very nice.