Tough to believe I've already been back in Alaska for 3 weeks now. I am still editing through the thousands of images from Australia, which will keep me busy for a while. This was the last frame I took on the beach at the Great Ocean Road, 12 Apostles. I'd gone out that evening with feelings of frustration and indignation and chose to channel that energy into the powerful crashing waves. I walked around a corner and down the beach, set up and shot until the tide was moving in and I had to retreat or be trapped and forced to climb up onto the rocks to avoid being carried out to sea. Once I had reached a safe point, I turned around and took one last photo, leaving the shutter open for ten minutes. This is the end result of all that moving energy condensed into a single frame. During that time, I looked back and noticed the crashing waves had washed away my footprints where I’d just walked back from. This is one of the most significant and metaphoric images from my trip. To me, it says that we cannot go back to where we’ve come from. Regardless of what lies ahead, we can only move forward. Love trumps fear. In the end, love wins. What do you interpret from this photograph?

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