I remember that photo! Both are captivating. A totally different mood in red hues. I love the lighting on the docks, boats and building. And... of course those skies and reflections. Saved.
Come, my friends,
'tis not too late to seek a new world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite the sounding furrows; for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset, and the baths of all western stars, until I die.
Tennyson, "Ulysses"