We now have bush-fires in the Inman Valley, or more specifically, in the hills east of Yankalilla in the southern Fleurieu Peninsula of South Australia. As mentioned in an earlier post there has been little to no rainful in South Australia this year, so the land is very dry; dry to the point of being parched. Bush fires make the permanent impermanent. and evoke a pathos or heartbreaking.
We have experienced some sustained heat during these last few days in April, (Sunday 8th—Tuesday 10th inclusive):the temperatures have been around 34 degrees C on the coast along with the hot and dry northwesterly winds. These bush fire conditions are unusual for this time of the year, as these are summer temperatures and conditions.
In these conditions Kayla and I need to start walking in the morning before sunrise. We try to take advantage of the early morning cloud cover that sits along the coast,. Cloud cover is important as it gives me greater leeway to photograph the ephemeral and the melancholy of the fleeting moment. Continue reading “bush-fires in April”
We are now easing back into our daily routines and poodlewalks at Encounter Bay. The Easter holidays are a few days away. That means huge crowds in the coastal towns and along the coastal walks.
It is autumn in South Australia. The light has softened, there is now more in the way of morning cloud cover, the winds have eased, and the temperatures are mild (in the mid 20’s C) . It is still very dry, as there has been no rain. Continue reading “back home”
We were stunned at how dry, brown and bleak the South Australian landscape was when we were driving down to Encounter Bay from Adelaide. We had just flown into Adelaide from spending a couple of weeks travelling, walking and photographing in New Zealand.
It was a real shock after experiencing the greenness and lushness of the New Zealand landscape in both the North and the South Islands. After experiencing frequent rain, flowing streams and rivers, and lush green bush, we were taken back by the dryness. Hell, we thought, we live in this dry, bleak landscape.
I had noticed the brown landscape as we flew across Victoria and South Australia on route from Melbourne to Adelaide, but up close and walking in this landscape was a shock.
Yesterday afternoon, when I walked along the coastal path and the rocks on a late afternoon walk with Maleko, I didn’t even bother to take a camera with me. I couldn’t see the point. Continue reading “such a bleak landscape”
It was a relief to return to the coast of the southern Fleurieu Peninsula late yesterday afternoon, after spending around 5 hours walking the CBD of Adelaide in 35-40 degrees heat.
I had taken the Subaru Outback into the West Terrace Jarvis in Adelaide for its regular service. Walking the city and photographing it with the new Sony A7r111 seemed like a good way to fill in time until I could pick up the car. I could then see how Adelaide had changed from when I had lived there.
Adelaide was on the cusp of change as we were living –becoming a post-industrial city. The urban life was more vibrant.
So I walked around the CBD from 8am to 1pm. However, I struggled in the summer heat and gave up the photography after walking around the new medical precinct along the western part of North Terrace.
The early mornings along the coast of the southern Fleurieu Peninsula over the summer-holidays were often quite colourful. It’s was very picturesque and uplifting. An example of an early morning at Petrel Cove during the recent heat wave over the Australia Day weekend:
During the recent January weekend heatwave in South Australia after our roadtrip to, and holiday in, Melbourne I ventured to Kings Head in Waitpinga for the afternoon walk with Maleko.
We did so to find shade and shelter from the hot, burning sun. We usually walk between 6-7pm, and there is little by way of shade along the southern coast when there is no late afternoon cloud cover.
At one stage on the walk we just sat on some rocks in the shade at Kings Head and watched the waves roll in around our feet. It was a section of rocks where the surfers jumped off into the sea when the waves were rolling in between Kings Head and West Island. Continue reading “photographing during the heatwave”
Well, the Mornington Peninsula in Melbourne, Victoria sure was crowded with people holidaying when we stayed there on our roadtrip. Karen, my sister at Safety Beach put us up, and as that stay coincided with a hot spell, that meant both limited documentary photography in Melbourne and walking very early in the morning and late in the afternoon.
The foreshore along the eastern coast of Port Phillip Bay from Dromana to Sorrento was jam packed with caravans, tents, boats and people. The Nepean Highway from Rye to Portsea was crammed with cars, due to people travelling down from Melbourne to Sorrento or Portsea for a day’s outing. The Mornington Peninsula is Melbourne’s playground.
We found very few places where we could walk the poodles off lead along the coast. There was a small off-lead, dog friendly beach at Tassells Cove and a small walking track around Martha Point that went down to Pebble Beach. Continue reading “holidaying in Melbourne”
We–Suzanne, Kayla, Maleko and myself– leave early tomorrow morning on a roadtrip to Melbourne. Our route is Keith, Penola, the Hamilton Highway, Geelong, the Queenscliff ferry to Sorrento. Our destination is Karen, my sister’s place at Safety Beach on the Mornington Peninsula.
We–Suzanne, Maleko, Kayla and I — did some walks together between, and just after, the Xmas-New Year period. We wanted to avoid the Xmas crowds gathering around the coastal beaches, and I had used google maps to look for possible ways for us to walk along Hindmarsh River. Most of them turned out to be duds. There were just no walking trails. It was mostly all private property.
One of the afternoon walks that we did early in the new year (2018) was one along the trail of the Hindmarsh River, which ran adjacent to the old McCracken residential development.
It had been years since we walked along the upper section of the Hindmarsh River Walk . On the day we walked the river was low, with little in the way of a flow, and we noticed that there had been some planting on the old flood plain, which was now a park with a playground. Continue reading “afternoon walks”