So much for the automated reminder for a weekly Wednesday edition. Of course I have an excuse, but I won’t waste your time with it.
Are you beginning to see a pattern to my plan B yet?
I had a project in mind for a photographic qualification. It depended on there being some dramatic winter storms and big waves. This winter it just didn’t eventuate, so I have activated a “plan B”, and by now you will recognise the Seaview Marina as the place where it is mostly located. On one of the recent “non-storm” days, I went down there as the day came to a blissful end.
Reflections on still water may be a cliché, but I like trying to do them justice
I used my newest ND filter to ensure still waters as the last of the daylight was disappearing.
Waiting patiently for access to the food, common house sparrows and a waxeye
Then there were a few rainy days, so I set my camera up in its rain jacket and controlled it wirelessly from my iPad. Mary likes to feed the local birds, sparrows, finches, waxeyes and the like.
A waxeye seeks a higher perch to assess the chance of getting into the food
I was grateful to avoid the weather from the warmth and comfort of our lounge.
Heavy surf and sand blasted at about 100 km/h
Today (Thursday), Mary and I have driven to New Plymouth. Of course this was the day Wellington chose to deliver swells estimated at seven metres to the South Coast. Accommodation had been booked and a deferral was impossible, so I grabbed a few shots on the way up. The first was at Waverley Beach, where a tumbling surf, diatomaceous foam and wind-blown sand made photography close to impossible.
Mouth of the Patea River in a storm
We broke our journey for lunch at a clifftop lookout in Patea. As I munched my pie, I watched as the incoming rollers overwhelmed the moles on either side of the mouth of the Patea river. In calm weather, people clamber out along the moles and fish. It would be a fatal mistake today.
More next week, hopefully on Wednesday.
great photos and weather report
Thanks Brian for increasing my vocabulary. I did not know that a breakwater is also a mole. Old dogs can learn something new. So now I know there are five meanings for mole, all pronounced the same. You may be a retired academic, but still teaching.