There was no definite plan when I set out yesterday.
A vague intention to go to the butterfly house at Melbourne zoo got pushed to one side when I passed through Southern Cross station and saw the regional trains sitting ready to go places. The one that was scheduled to go next was bound for Marshall, so I used my trusty Myki ticket and jumped on. Marshall was a disappointment. Two stops past Geelong, it seems from the station to offer no attraction to dismount. So I didn’t and stayed on the train for the return journey. I have some regret, in hindsight, because a few hundred metres back up the line there were extensive wetlands with lots of birds. I hadn’t seen them on the way in because I was looking from the other side of the train. Fortunately, I like train journeys, and a bit of post-processing helps to clear up the results of shooting through the window. Australian landscapes differ markedly from those in New Zealand. Even the trackside dwellings have a distinctly Australian character.
Geelong has extensive industrial areas, not all of which seem to be in current use. In the grey overcast that has been present for much of my stay here, these old buildings seem to be disused and very interesting.
In the area of open country between Geelong and Werribee, the dryness of the land was easy to see despite the fact that it had rained heavily the previous day.
Back in Southern Cross station, I decided to pursue my original intention so transferred to the local section of the station to await a train on the Upfield line. I played around with slow exposures of the moving trains and liked this shot with its contrast between the stationary safety marking on the platform and the aluminium and glass blur of the train. The stations distinctive serpentine roof structure is reflected in the windows.
It was late in the afternoon when I arrived at the zoo, and the lady in the kiosk seemed anxious that I wouldn’t have time to see all the animals. She still took the full admission price from me, but I knew what I had come to see, so headed straight across the zoo to the butterfly house. Of course there were many varieties of butterfly in the enclosure, and quite a few children. Naturally little children want to reach out and touch. It may be that in an enclosure such as this, or even in the wild, butterflies are easily damaged, and a few of them seemed quite ragged.
Nevertheless some were undamaged, and I was very pleased to capture a few shots of the butterfly in flight.
When the zoo closed, I walked out towards the nearest tram line, and in a tree outside the zoo, was delighted to see this amorous pair of Galah, the rosy cockatoo (Eolophus roseicapilla) enjoying each other’s company.
That’s all for the day.