The rocky outcrop is near the foot of the Waitpinga Cliffs, and it is not possible to continue walking much further around the bottom of the cliffs. The Coastal Cliff walking trail from Waitpinga Beach to Kings Beach is along the top of the Waitpinga cliffs. Continue reading “at Kings-Head and beyond”
One early morning poodlewalk along the coastal rocks west of Petrel Cove last week with Kayla was very enjoyable and relaxing. The light was soft, there was little wind, and the light cloud cover meant that there was soft early morning light for an hour or so after sunrise. We were fortunate as the early mornings of late have been sunny, bright with blue sky.
We have been having this part of the coast to ourselves in the last week or so. The only person I saw was Allan, who we see regularly. He does a daily walk from his home in Encounter Bay along the Heritage Trail to Kings Beach Rd, then walks back. Our paths often cross. Continue reading “2 still life images”
Occasionally, I try and make a still photograph of a particular moment of the rapid movement of the waves surging amongst the rocks:
The reason that I don’t bother to photograph the water, is that it is usually difficult to make the composition, and to get the lighting right. The sea water moves so very quickly through and over the granite rocks–too quickly for me to compose the picture whilst ensuring that my feet don’t become wet from a rogue wave. Continue reading “water flows”
Many of the coastal morning poodlewalks with Kayla incorporate the return walk along the coastal rocks to the car park via Petrel-Cove. Incorporating Petrel Cove is more frequent in the early spring, due to my allergy to the rye grass growing along the side of the coastal path. It irritates my eyes and causes sneezing fits.
Occasionally there is a photographer on the beach or a surfer but more often than not, the only other person in Petrel Cove at that time of the morning is the odd fishing man:
Often it seem as if the fishing men standing on the edge of the sea with their lines are meditating in nature, and are not overly concerned if they don’t catch any fish. I can understand that as I often just sit on the rocks and watch the action of the waves. Continue reading “at Petrel-Cove”
One reason for the change in emphasis is that sun is too bright early in the morning for photography, so the coastal walks with now take place with Maleko in the later afternoon. This is when the coastal rocks are in open shadow and the contrast is softer:
The noticeably warmer days during this last week in August suggest that spring is arriving. The sun now rises before 6.45am and it sets just before 6pm. It is also warmer and have started going on the early morning and late afternoon poodlewalks without a coat. I am also now able to enjoy breakfast on the balcony in the early morning sun. I am sure that the wet weather weather will soon return.
The recent king-tides along the coast of the southern Fleurieu Peninsula made it difficult for us to walk amongst the coastal rocks both in the early morning and the late afternoon on many occasions. We stayed on the clifftop heritage trail and looked down on the wild seas crashing over the rocks we would usually walk amongst.
It was one of those infrequent lovely winter mornings— cloud, sunshine and very little wind–that allowed time for wander around, look at how things had changed due to the king tides and to do some photography.Continue reading “King-tides”
I spent the last few days taking advantage of the sunny mornings before I left for Alpana Station near Blinman, to go on a 13 day camel trek in the Northern Flinders Ranges in South Australia with Suzanne and some of her Heysen Trail friends.
This fine weather did not last for long. The weather turned story, and I ended up exploring the wild-seas amongst the coastal granite rocks between Petrel Cove and Kings Beach. Continue reading “winter’s wild-seas”
I had to wait for the severity of the storm to ease before we were able to walk amongst the coastal rocks. It was wet, the south westerly wind was gale like, and the waves were huge as they rolled into the shore.