September 19, 2013 … morning sun

For about two hours, yesterday morning was just perfect.

If you have been reading this blog for any time at all you know the inevitable consequence of that. Yes, back to the inlet. No wind at all to mar the mirrored surface. The wonderful high-contrast black and white of the pied stilts and the green and gold of the rushes results in an image which is similar in character to others I have shown.

Pied stilts snoozing in the morning sun

Total tranquillity

Moving on to the usual viewing place at Motukaraka Point, I saw that someone else was making the most of the conditions, and he was moving quietly enough that there was no disturbance to the bird life.

Stand-up paddle boarding

I liked the colour coordination

I took my chair to a suitable spot and waited. Nothing happened. No kingfishers came near me, though they were around when I arrived. Never mind, it was wonderful just sitting in the sun, enjoying the tranquility. The howl of heavy truck tyres on the Southern side of the inlet was sufficiently muted by distance as to not intrude on the tranquility.

White-faced heron being chased by an amorous suitor

The bird seemed to use me as a turning pylon

Wing beats alerted me to the passage of a pair of white-faced herons flying in circles in what I suspect was part of some kind of courtship pursuit. Though smaller than its bigger cousin, the white heron, the more common white-faced heron is just as elegant in flight.

I was just packing my equipment back in the car when a kingfisher perched on the tree near the water. There has been a lot of discussion in one of the bird photography forums  on how to react fast enough to get diving kingfishers. As always, I was too slow lining up to catch it entering the water, but here it is bursting from the depths a moment later, the doomed crab in its beak.

King fisher emerges with lunch

Seafood is on the menu

A few milliseconds later, the bird is airborne and on its way back to the perch. That crab has just seconds to live.

High-speed flight

They burst from the water and within a second are on their way at full speed

By now the wind had arisen, and the perfect water was no more. On my way home, there was a man fishing for trout in a sheltered spot on the Hutt River just downstream from the Melling Bridge. After asking his permission, I took some shots of his casting action. At one stage I got too close to the backswing and his hook caught a fold in my jeans. As I observed elsewhere, I am glad he was one on those catch and release kind of guys.

Troutfishing on the Hutt River

For a brief moment I was hooked. None of the trout were.

I was let off the hook.


About wysiwygpurple

Retirement suits me well. I spend much of my time out making pictures, or at home organizing and refining my pictures. This blog provides me with a platform from which I can indulge my passion for improving my photography and at the same time analyze my thoughts about what I have seen, where I have been and what is happening in my life. My images set out to be honest, but that does not mean I have not adjusted them. I use software to display what I saw though the viewfinder to best advantage. My preference is for landscape and nature, and is mostly centred around my hometown of Wellington, New Zealand.
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2 Responses to September 19, 2013 … morning sun

  1. Ellen says:

    I like those symmetrical stilts.

  2. Toya says:

    I am so looking forward to long Summer days so I can get back to the inlet after work. Lovely images!

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