Ive taken very few photographs of late - despite the wonderful season, the colours, the sunrises, the rain, nothing has caught my lens.
This weekend just past, I stood beside the road up in the Grampians, and looked down on a mist covered lake, the sun hitting the clouds below me...sometimes the camera can never capture what the eye and then, the mind perceive. So i shot a few anyways, for reminders of what it REALLY felt like.
Heres the examples, doing little to conjour up the mood:
nice to be amongst some topography again - reminiscent of blighty
golden hour
Regardless of all that... it was nice to get away from it all....sleep in the van, burn a few logs eat from the saucepan, and scope out some climbs. its been great to get back into climbing, pushing myself in new/old ways, reminding and rediscovering and pulling tendons and using my body in other ways.
I feel obligated to use my body...because I can, and have been reminded visceraly that some cant, and may never be able to. its a humbling reminder:
my beautiful wife - companion on this adventure
cold - but alone, and beautiful
worth the walk
long and short, this pommie is happy, for now...and trying to embrace it all and stay humble and centred.
