We rounded the corner on the highway, and crested the hill above Horseshoe Bay on Saturday around 7:30 pm and were faced with this dramatic scene.

Unfortunately, this humble iphone photo doesn’t do the scene justice, and we weren’t able to photograph it until we’d got down into the ferry line up and out to the village – so we lost out on the high vantage point. By that time some of the weird green light behind the mountains, and the edges of pink on the peaks was gone – so I’ll just have to remember that instead.

This cloud blew toward the village and dumped a quick sheet of rain, and by the time we boarded the ferry 30 minutes later, the sky was clear, and the moon and stars were shining.