A solitary sculler comes into the UTS rowing sheds after a dawn training session.
Two more sculls coming in to the sheds. Amazingly, I actually stopped to take these photos. I must be getting old and slack.
A relaxed rider heads into the city. Mudguards. Kick stand. Thongs (flip-flops for you yanks). A breezy attitude to cycling. Not in any particular hurry to be anywhere in particular.
I was so taken by the surreal light on the buildings that I just had to crop them into their own photo. Almost like something out of a sci-fi movie.