LOL bugger you saw though my plan Steve.... Thought if I told everyone to get there 20 mins before sunrise I'd be there 30 minutes before them.
I think Kev will get the Gist of it
the planning bit, if not he can read the reality bit below
However reality is fall out of bed stagger around looking for your socks, kettle on, while you brush your teeth, Flask filled,Trip over the tripod in the hall, throw camera bag in the car, 15mins looking for car keys.
Drive up the road then back home again to pick up tripod you fell over, tear off down the road, slide on black ice, cold sweat recovery and sensible driving ensues. Turn up on site and park 15 minutes away as carpark is full of well organised togs cars. Drag your hernia inducing camera bag. over bogs, stiles, barbed wire fences,, rivers, arrive at site and decide to go for a lower perspective (as all the high ground and best spots are populated by busy highly organised togs).
Set up your gear, Wrap up that broken clip on the tripod you meant to replace 6 months ago with gaffa tape. Drop your lens cap down that small crevice that terminates somewhere near the centre of the earth. Run up to the organised togs to borrow a charged battery (there's bound to be a NIkon user up there) ..... Starts raining about now.... fit grads and filter holder put carrier bag over camera to keep out the now lashing rain. Try to read rapidly disintegrating paper Hyper focal distance chart, Pine for a cup of hot coffee from the flash you left in the car 30 minutes walk away. Then the chink of light appears that theoretically should be a sunrise, this is soon totally enveloped by the huge cloud bank. console yourself with the half eaten Kendal mint cake you found in the bottom of your pocket. Walk back up to return the battery to find all the other togs cameras pointing 180 degrees away from yours at the stunning shaft of light and rainbow over your shoulder. Run back down to camera reposition gear, to find light and rainbow gone.... Photograph bunch of rapidly packing up photographers (consider perhaps switching to street photography).
Pack up and tromp back to car, which is surrounded by tractors and angry farmers trying to get into there field that I had parked in the entrance of. Drive off into the now empty official car park now totally empty to have a consolation cup of hot coffee only to find its fallen over and now fills most of the passenger foot well.
Aahhh the Joys of Photography!
Not really, but some things have happened over the years