Monday, 31 August 2009
Parked up, sorted the van and went for a stroll. The trees were very tall, wouldn't fit in this way.
But they fit fine that way. Then I remembered, gathering cobwebs back at the van, the very tool for the job
The fisheye. works this way.
And that way.
One wouldn't expect chromatic aberration from several thousand pounds worth of Zuiko lens. Nor would you get it. This cost under a hundred pounds from Dorr. Well worth the money for fun alone. I mount mine with an adaptor ring to a 25mm prime pancake lens. Not really acceptable but as I say fun.
You'll be relieved to hear that this is definitely it. All the best.
All I have for this post are more of the same, Painted lady and a Wall brown, I saw a Peacock Butterfly but it was only slightly slower than the dragon fly.
PAINTED LADY......At least it had the good grace to move.
NOTHING....Or very little, sorry about the lack of excitement today. some days are just like that. Hopefully will be at Robin Hoods bay tomorrow, rocks, cliffs and another mountaineering job to get in and out.
That's all for today.
Sunday, 30 August 2009
The wind has dropped and we move on tomorrow, I am trying to decide between Banburgh and Berwick. May yet come down to an alphabetic choice. A lovely dawn this morning. So will post it, or both it's because the reflections are good too, two dawns for one! First I have to share this.
INDOMITABLE......What is he doing? Maintained this pose for a good two minutes in a howling gale and kept repeating the process. Trying to get a mobile signal? Taking pictures of himself? Starting an imaginary race? No he is measuring the wind speed with a hand held anemometer. A true Brit, making the most of his holiday. This picture was taken through the van window. Whilst ascertaining what he was doing I tried to get him to pose again but he went shy. I suspect my reaction would have mirrored his. It's fine being mad, not quite so acceptable to broadcast the fact to the world.
DAWN 4.......The effort that goes into titles!
DAWN 5...... Looking west this time, this is Beachcomber House. Plenty of beach there is to comb.
Still alive as you can see, so fungi is good for me. That's all.
Saturday, 29 August 2009
. TIDESWELL.....felt like a look at home. Be glad when the schools go back. Nothing wrong with children but you can't treat them like they treat you. Little wonder teachers need nine months of the year off!
About to download this post when I lost 3G...funny good signal here, checked......NO SIGNAL. then from outside heard: ' I saw it first.' ' Whorisit then?' 'Dunno, but it were 'anging out that window.' Gisit ere!' 'NO GIVE IT HERE.' Retrieving my dongle, to howls of protest I turned round to be confronted by five and a half feet of tattoed, shaven headed adult. 'Wot you doin to us kids?' 'Just relieving them of my property' 'Shudnt livit angin aboot shudyu.' 'No perhaps I have been a little foolish.' Thatsawrite then.' Glad he didn't have ANIMAL written on his conveyance! Or a pit bull like the folks the other side....though I quite took a shine to her. Looks pretty cool in a studded leather harness.......The Dog!... What do you think this place is?
Friday, 28 August 2009
BERWICK ON TWEED.......sunny over there!
So this is where the Dragon flies come from.............................................
Can't say it's the cleanest water I've ever fallen into!!
Knew I'd struggle if I posted twice yesterday, we'll see what tomorrow brings.
Thursday, 27 August 2009
No sleep to be had here, blowing a gale out there, van rocking away in the wind. So processed a few images from this morning. First three are HDR, last three single shot. All had a good seeing to!
All the best.
Got up, as usual, it's the middle of the night, so went back to the bunk for a while. Did the dawn run, then a few chores like telling the management I was around, paying for my pitch and negotiating to stop over the weekend.
'Can't you read, we are full!'
'You are now. Thirty foot of truck found room twenty hours ago. Don't know what full is, some folk.'
Soon came round when I offered cash for five nights, with the proviso he chucked in electric. Should have been Irish, the tongue I have on me!
WEIRD LIGHT FIRST THING.......Tomorrow there are some more, these are a taster.
Today is Holy Island day, set off on the couple of mile wander that took me along the coast to the start of the causeway. A grand sunny morning and the world to myself.
Then things started to go rapidly down hill. The causeway was packed with cars. Undeterred off we set for the three or four mile walk to the source of all known saints. After half an hour was getting decidedly morose. Forever jumping into the ditch to avoid being flattened, get back into our stride and a couple of minutes later repeating the process. Why is it one sees families, being conveyed by enormous Toyota pickups, stainless steel roll bars, bull bars, a horn that would not be out of place on an Intercity 125? And why having come close to terminating one do they find it necessary to hurl abuse? I must be a little slow, they have a large transfer affixed to the vehicle which explains all. 'ANIMAL.'
Eventually arrived at the village, be OK if not for the hoards, No chance of any decent images, so retired to the nearest pub for a couple of pints of humour.
There turned out to be a service bus due, wasn't risking the road again. He kindly dropped me at the end of the causeway, no charge either, not a scheduled stop. Grand things these computerised ticket dispensers!
Things started to look up on the way home, dozens of butterflies and a few dragon flies.
SMALL WHITE AND A PEACOCK.......First of the latter I've seen this year.
WALL BROWN AND A RUDDY DARTER?........Not bad in three quarters of a mile of salt marsh. Sense of humour now fully restored.
PAINTED LADY AND A FUNGUS......Lots of these but this was the best, What is it please and can I eat it? It's a good 6"/8" in diameter. A meal in itself but rather a lot if not good for me. Suppose I could offer it to a pickup driver.
Anyone wanting what I should have provided can have a look HERE.
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
LINDISFARNE OR HOLY ISLAND......According to the website it lies in a rain shadow. Was I glad to hear that. I dread to think what the rest of the country is experiencing. Just been for a walk on the beach. Beach doesn't begin to do it justice, it's the sea bed. Were it not for the driving rain I could have seen Denmark. Where, incidentally, most of the Vikings, who proved so troublesome in these parts, came from. Suppose they thought that should they get sick of rowing, they could wait a few hours and walk for a bit, get out the barby whatever took their fancy.DOES THIS HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT?.... That's all. I have to dry the camera and get all the crud off the lenses.
AND AGAIN.....Was alerted to their presence by them screaming for food. Their chances of finding Newcastle never mind Africa are a bit slim if they can't differentiate between a six foot, bald, bearded bloke wielding a bin bag and their mother!
Should anything of note occur on my journey north then there will be a part two. All the best.
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
Am staying at Dunstan in Northumberland, the object to take some pictures of the castle. Up and away for five o'clock a gentle three mile stroll brought me in sight of my objective, it's covered in scaffolding. At least they have had the good grace not to tent it.This is now administered by English Heritage who charge for admission and more to the point don't open till ten in the morning. My intention of hopping over the fence was thwarted by a night watchman. His purpose to keep a sharp eye on a couple of shovels and a wheelbarrow, Oh and the scaffolding. Nice chap though, shared a cigarette and had a chat.
DUNSTANBURGH CASTLE.......Built in 1313 by Thomas Earl of Lancaster and finished by John of Gaunt after the former mislaid his head in some minor altercation with his cousin the King. Sometime between 1455 and 1487 it was damaged during The Wars of the Roses and never repaired. Well, till this week. This is unfortunate, I was hoping that Oliver Cromwell had been responsible for it's demise. Been itching to include the line: 'For a Roundhead he had a surprisingly Cavalier attitude to other peoples property!'
CRASTER'S FISHING INDUSTRY?......Only one small crab boat in the harbour. Famous for it's smoke house and the production of kippers. The herrings are now imported. Having said that it is a very small harbour. Not photogenic, all concrete. It has one advantage over similar ports in Yorkshire in that you don't need to be a qualified Alpinist to access or depart the place.
Moving on to the Farne Islands tomorrow. Will give this another look on my way back south. There are some great opportunities here as evidenced by the images on Flickr and just about every other photographic catalogue.
That's all for today.