This is my second photo post based around the ocean and coastline. As with the earlier post, this was as much to do with my fondness of the beautiful Dunedin coastline as it was an excuse to play with filters.
Rather than delve into the magic of monochrome, this time I kept a 10-stop ND filter on the lens, mounted the camera on a tripod, and went for a dreamy rendition (doubtlessly channeling my sleep deprived state) in colour, guided by my faithful Sekonic L-358 light meter.
The last time I visited Long Beach (besides the picnic ground) was around two years ago. All I recall of my previous trip was the bite of the wind as it pummelled my face, and the Canonet 19 (the only camera I had with me) being loaded with Kodak BW400CN.
This time around, Long Beach was far more pleasant, aided by the company of a couple of friends. The weather was mild (it started raining the moment we got in the car to leave), and the sea rather calm. Out on the horizon were a couple of ships, scaling the cliffs were all manner of rock climbers, and in the headland to the northwest, there was a cave begging to be explored.
Like Long Beach, I last visited Doctors Point around two years ago. Unlike Long Beach, however, my overriding memory of Doctors Point is sunshine, and dipping my feet in the refreshingly cool water for a reprieve.
Happily, it was warm again this time (probably aided by a decent jacket blocking out the worst of the wind), and the water in the bay was as calm as ever. As the tide came in, there was a surreal effect in the middle of the bay, with the water swirling rapidly and dispersing out to shore. While the idea of the trip was to get away from lab thoughts, it did remind me a lot of pouring agar plates…
Second Beach is somewhere I tend to spend a lot of time, in a lot of different weather. The weather was alright this time: no rain, and enough wind to add a bit of drama to the incoming waves, without lowering the temperature excessively as the shutter clicked away the minutes until early evening.
Unusually for a Saturday (and probably due to a raging sea and lousy forecast), there was hardly anybody about. The solitude was a blessing: a chance to think about the week that’s been, the week that’s yet to be, and the task in hand (working near a cliff edge overlooking a grumbling sea should always be thought through meticulously).
The sea is a formidable force, of which I never see myself tiring. There’s a plethora of different photos yet to be captured, and as the sea continues to manipulate the landscape around it, its unlikely any of us will ever run out of new photos to take.