As moonlight woke me up early in the morning, while everything was still dead asleep, I rushed out of my tent to the shores of the Lac de Chésery, to see if I can make my old Canon 5D capture something that isn't bursting with noise. As the morning started to approach, the ambience around me began to lighten up a bit and I was able to shoot something worth mentioning. Nothing beats a moonlit mountain awaiting the first rays of sun.