Sometimes you need to look back to see the path forward.

although I suspect sometimes it’s better to blindly forge ahead for the journey behind can tear you down.

Apparently I should update my photoshop version to get all this new fangled sky replacement wizardry which is causing the photographic world to get their nickers in a knot

for the record, no skies replaced here.. these were real and dumped a bunch of rain on us



Leech-ville

you know that little bit of skin near the calcaneofibular ligament – thats the fancy name for the ligament just below the boney bit of your ankle.. it hurts like crap after a leech has been sucking on it for a couple of hours.. moreso the day after….damn leeches and their ability to get into your socks and boots.

There is always a path… sometimes the path of blocked, sometimes it is not muc

There is always a path… sometimes the path of blocked, sometimes it is not much of a direct route, sometimes there are hidden branches to trip you up, sometimes there are just slippery ass patches which catch you unaware…

rest assured tho, that path always leads to the lowest point and the the place of least energy…. thats where water goes.

sometimes its best to go the other way

Kellysfalls.

Never take life for granite and make sure someone has got your back.

Sometimes in life you just need someone there to break the back of the wind, not to take it all away, but take the edge away.

This little tree and his rock pal were a pair of standouts on this hill up from the Thredbo River, not a majestic snow gum yet, but hopefully one day it will take the place of so many of the old and falling snowgums.

Balls of Steel.

Thelma Point. I visited this little spot some years and have always wanted to get back with the right conditions, its a fine balance between too much water flowing over the rockshelf and not enough to create a nice cascade.

Its also a good reminder to watch the sea and never assume that just cause there has not been any waves come across for 5 or 10 minutes that its all sweet. This spot, on this morning, had some odd rhythms to it, it would go almost 12 or 15 minutes without a wave making it over the shelf, then you get a whole bunch, like 5 or 6 waves that would nail it.. and when those bunker busters are pounding the pavement its hard to hold your own

#nowetfeet

Taken with the very nice KaseFilters 1.2 grey graduated filter for a shutter speed of 1/4s

Starry Boats – I think if more people went outside and stared at the stars for a

Starry Boats – I think if more people went outside and stared at the stars for a while the world would be a better place. Remember, your just a collection molecules floating thru space and one day they will be returned.. lifes too short to argue with dicks on the internet..(but sure as hell its fun )

A child who knows no Evil.

 I wonder whether in the future with cremations a more popular option whether the stroll thru the cemetery will have the same impact as it does now, or moreso in the past. It’s always an interesting and often sad journey when you come across graves of young children, there is only a titbit of information your given on the headstone which leaves alot to the imagination.

Ironically I took this image not knowing anything about the grave and it was not until i looked at the picture did i read it – Cara, was born only a short year or so after me and is only a bit younger than Little E when she died….
Its a nice headstone with a nice message.

 

 

 

Travel

Muna Badawi Strasser nominated me for 10 travel photos in 10 days, i’ll probably struggle for 10, and i reckon a explanation is ok so here goes.

This scene sums up Norway for me, the 2nd day there from a 12 day road trip in a Skoda octavia wagon, the only other image that is quintessential norway would have a road tunnel in it

The scale of the hills in Norway are second to none and this image nails it for me…