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”
These clouds and early morning light are what I saw on early on Friday morning when Kayla and I were walking along the Heritage-Trail through a familiar coastal landscape. It was so very still that morning.
These are the kind of conditions that indicate that a dramatic change in the weather is about to happen; usually, they mean that the hot weather is coming to an end, and a big storm will be sweeping into the coast of the Fleurieu Peninsula from the south west.
It was the morning of the 13th April, which is when the cold front with its wild winds and driving rain, hit the southern coast of the Fleurieu Peninsula in the late afternoon.
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.
And so it was on one fine summer morning that Kayla and I set out just after sunrise to walk along the Heritage Trail to Dep’s Beach and beyond. The sun was popping in and out of the morning cloud cover, the coastal wind was still light, and the Nankeen kestrels were keeping us company.
The very changeable, early summer weather that we have been experiencing at Encounter Bay in South Australia, has meant that there has been some good clouds along the coast. We have had hot days, cold days, sunshine, rain, lots of gusty wind from the south-west, calm days and striking cloud formations:
We have been walking along the coast, rather than the Bluff, and we’ve often we’ve been caught in the wet weather whilst walking in the morning and the evening, and I have had to find whatever shelter amongst the rocks that I could until the quickly moving squall had passed. Continue reading “clouds”
In its place are cool southerly winds, blue skies, calmer seas and lots of bright sunshine. The winter grasses are drying out, grass seeds are attaching themselves to the coats of the poodles as we walk along the cliff top path, and I have itchy eyes and a running nose from my allergies to grass seeds.
Mornings like this are now a memory:
Early morning scenes like this are momentary. They are there one minute gone the next. The light is constantly changing, as are the waves.They are impossible to photograph with a medium or large format camera on a tripod.
I have started to walk along the back country roads looking for photographic subjects whilst on the afternoon poodle walks with Kayla and Maleko. I have become tired of sitting in front of the computer screen working on the texts of The Bowden Archives book and I am looking for a break.
This is an example of my recent scoping, from an afternoon last week when we were walking along the road to the old Victor Harbor dump:
After the dump shifted to Goolwa the ‘no through’ road now leads to the Kings Beach Retreats. There is not much traffic during the week so it is a good back road to walk along with the standard poodles.
The morning and evening poodlewalks have become limited in scope and diversity. Ari is now 15 years old. He has slowed down and he is unsteady on his back legs. He can no longer walk over rocks, and so we are limited to walking along the beach. That limits the walk for the other standard poodle (Kayla the morning and Maleko in the afternoon) and it restricts my photography severely.
One option that I have explored has been to make a return to Petrel Cove:
Another reason why we havre limited to the beach is the grass seeds among the roadside vegetation of the back country roads or the costal reserves. The grass seeds are drying out and, as they cling to the poodle’s woollen coats and feet, the back country roads are becoming increasingly becoming out of bounds. Continue reading “restricted walks”
I’ve just returned from 12 days travelling to and from Lajamanu in the north Tanami desert. I thoroughly enjoyed walking along the beach in the early morning light with the poodles–Ari and Maleko–on Sunday morning. The light, after the stormy weather, was soft compared to that of the Tanami desert.
In the Tanami Desert I only had half an hour in both the morning or evening to take photos before the light became harsh and glarey. There is a longer time here on the southern coast for photography especially in the late spring evenings with their longish twilights. Continue reading “a softer light”