With the melancholy behind me, let me resume normal service. Thanks to those who sent kind words after the last episode.
In the week gone by, we had a few windless days, and of course I took advantage by going to the water. Sometimes the water itself is the subject, and at other times it serves as a foreground or background. In this case, looking across the harbour from Oriental Bay to Thorndon, a long exposure provides a blue foreground for the railway station, and Victoria University’s Business School.
Lunch with a friend was the usual excuse for a trip up the hill to Brooklyn where the new larger wind turbine spins merrily against a blue sky.
In the last few days we have had a lot of mist. This image is a stitched panorama looking up to Mt Climie behind Upper Hutt. According to my distinguished meteorologist friend what we are seeing here is low cloud in the Wairarapa under an inversion, being pushed over the hill by an Easterly flow. The original image itself was huge (about 129 Megapixels).
Last night our camera club had planned to do a walkabout in the early evening commencing in Oriental Bay. All day the weather was dismal, low cloud, fog, some drizzle and I was unsure whether I would have to exercise presidential authority to call it off. There was a lifting of the cloud around 4 pm so I sent out the “Go” signal. As I drove into town, I was sure I had made the wrong decision because the cloud had descended again. As you can see, he setting sun was peeking under the heavy cloud cover, but at least it wasn’t raining.
As the evening progressed, I became more and more delighted with the conditions. There was absolute stillness and a soccer game at Westpac stadium provided some excellent lighting for the rest of us.
We meandered along the waterfront, concluding our adventure at a hostelry on Taranaki St Wharf where we enjoyed refreshments and swapped stories. When I left, the conditions were still suitable for more images so I captured the old steam-powered floating crane, Hikitia.
Despite the continuing low cloud, the stillness made photography a joy.
Walking back towards the car, I went past Chaffers Marina (on the Western side of the former Overseas Passenger Terminal), and was surprised at the number of vessels on which people were obviously living.
And speaking of living, Mary and I set out tomorrow for a month-long tour around the South Island, and consequently, postings to this blog may be erratic in the weeks ahead. Photography will continue.