The next day, I awoke with anticipation. The weather forecast had looked good. We set off up the hill from Lulworth to Durdle Door, and as the Dorset author Thomas Hardy wrote, ‘the sky was clear… and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse’. This amazing patchwork of stars gave us hope in our hearts – it was definitely going to be better than the cloudy start to the day before. We were the first to arrive on the beach, but soon we saw the dancing light from several headtorches snaking down the hill to join us in our quest to see the ‘sun-star’. There were about 40 photographers in total – some on the beach, and some up above, taking panaromas and flying drones. Photography in certain places is rather a social occasion, and this was the most photographers I had seen. People were getting very worried about the bank of cloud at the bottom of the arch, and trying to work out exactly when the sun would appear was guesswork, but we were not disappointed. Seeing the sun through the arch was mesmerising – it appeared peeping through at first, but soon lit up the entire archway. I was so pleased to get this shot, as I had taken a gamble with the weather (booking in August, I couldn’t be sure!), and it possibly won’t be seen again until the end of 2018.