The Devils Channel

darkness closes in as souls are sucked out…

I have sat on this image for some time, actually it's a series of images and in this case this is 4 portrait frames stitched together. I could not quite get the composition I wanted (at the time or in one frame) and include all the rocks so opted to take a series of shots and see how things looked after the fact.

I don't normally crop to square, however all other variations, portrait and landscape and pano just did not hit the spot.
What i did like though was the awesome colour in the low tide rocks and the slippery jet black rocks, seemingly enticing all to fall into the channel. I picked out a frame where the water flow was receding and from this angle looks like its getting sucked down a plug hole behind the rock 🙂

this channel sits just below Red Hill (named such since.. well you guessed it.. the dirt is very red 😉 ) which provides a great contrast to the bleak black rocks, but that's a image for another day.

4 images (portrait) stitched together as a pano then cropped to square.

Exif love:
D750 coupled with 16-35mm f4 @ 16mm Aperture: f/22 and Shutter Speed: 1.6s
ISO -0.7EV
out front – Hoya CPL and Lee Graduated 0.9x Filter

Another World

raking the zen garden

There is a whole different world that exists at low tide and as such it is why I love getting out when the tide recedes back. The low tide reveals rocks, seaweed, neptune necklaces and all other manner of sea crustaceans, and most importantly (well that could be debated but..) it reveals some different perspective and compositions for seascaping.

I had my trusty tripod spread eagle on adjacent rocks and i too was not far from it to minimise the amount of wet feet that i would have to endure on the long walk home. The sun was up but muted by the clouds blanking the horizon and as the waves gently rolled in and tracked down the S-curve of my composition I relaxed and watched some crabs cautiously peer out to see wtf this crazy human as doing 😉 Mornings like this are like raking a zen garden for me 🙂 and trust me, i have raked a few zen gardens in my time 🙂

2 shot blended image, one for the sky and one for the foreground.

Exif love:
D750 coupled with 16-35mm f4 @ 16mm Aperture: f/20 and Shutter Speed: 8s (foreground frame) 4s (sky frame)
ISO -0.7EV
out front – Hoya CPL and Lee Graduated 0.9x Filter

Goanna Claws

So, apparently the story has it .. and bear with me here, this could get pretty loose 😉 and is about 10th hand (bit like chinese whispers!)…. there was a dude who called on the Goanna (Dirawong) to protect a bird, so the goanna chased the snake all around the lands of the Bundjalung, through Woodburn and towards Evanshead thus creating the river. Near Evanshead the snake bit the goanna on the head, the goanna then had to eat some herbs as a anti-venom ? note, that goanna's are actually immune to snake venom and often eat snakes (yay for the goanna) so this part of the story actually makes alot of sense.

Anyway, so then the snake turns around, which creates the little islands in the river (called snake island) after which the goanna then chases him out to sea. The goanna (Dirawong) now sits on the coast guarding against the snake and hence the name and shape of the headland (Diarwong / goanna head).

Thats gerry's abbreviated version 😉

So, this is all well and good, but me thinks that Goanna needs a wake up call since I seen waaayy too many snakes on that goanna headland 😉

Awesome history, i wonder why we get taught about stupid british british history rather than interesting stuff like that 😉 .. well it was the case when I went to school.

Exif love:
D750 coupled with 16-35mm f4 @ 16mm Aperture: f/18 and Shutter Speed: 1/1.6s
ISO 100
out front – Hoya CPL and Lee Graduated 0.9x Filter

The Spirit of the Bundjalung People

Its interesting how alot of areas here in Oz have their own history, sadly there is a pretty common theme to this history and it involves the traditional owners of the land and their subsequent displacement, sometimes quite bloody. I recently did some research into this area to discover the culture and stories behind the land.

The local traditional owners of this land are known as the Bundjalung People, of which the National Park takes its name, in the middle of the 18th century there was a massacre of about 100 women and children in this area. It is said that you can still hear the sounds of the ghosts and see the lights of the firesticks on the river.

Whilst that's a pretty spooky thought (and i hope i never see it cause that would freak me out 🙁 plus i need to concentrate on not getting eaten by snakes, face slapped by spiders and not falling on my ass, all of which takes alot of concentration 🙂 ). Hence i think its better to see these spirits in the more beautiful and positive things that are around the area, like the wonderful seascapes, flora and fauna and in the case of this morning, the rainbow that lit up the morning from the point.

So, here's to you the Bundjalung People, and what its worth, I am sorry for the shit that was heaped on your people by the white settlers.

The rainbow was a full arc (faded in and out over the 10 minutes it was there), however I really like the way the foreground pool illuminated with the soft light and the glow in the clouds complimented the rainbow. It was a constant battle with the rain and wiping the filter, however I did finally get a few shots that i was happy with. This particular one is a stitched vertical panorama of 2 frames. I just needed that extra little bit of frame to give the pool and rainbow some breathing space.

Exif love:
D750 coupled with 16-35mm f4 @ 16mm Aperture: f/14 and Shutter Speed: 4s
ISO 100
out front – Hoya CPL, Lee Graduated 0.9x Filter, rainbow and lots of rain