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Crows Nest.

Crows Nest.

This weekend past, two friends and I ventured inland to a little place called Crows Nest, QLD.

 

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We stocked up on water and supplies along the way.

 

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The drive was fenced with acres and acres of geometric forest.

 

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When we got there, it was like walking on a moonscape.

 

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Apricot sand crunched and danced around our shoes as we trekked through the rocks and bush.

 

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Granite towered rough and worn up high over our heads.

 

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The streams and pools flowed slowly and steadily as the sounds of lapping water chorused with the birds.

 

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We ventured and explored over the cliffs and around the trails, balancing and leaping between rock piles and mountain sides.

 

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As the sun grew richer, the water turned a deep steel blue.

 

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Trails and tracks spiraled off and over and away.

 

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The granite boulders threw a pink haze, darkened with deep black battle scars formed by the elements.

 

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Apricots, salmon pink and steel teal blue.

 

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Pt II coming soon.

 

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Camping prep.

This weekend, my housemate Jason and my good friend Donnelle are coming on a camping adventure with me.

Donnelle is a very talented musician, and has a huge day set out for herself on Saturday, playing multiple events at a big Cancer Council / Relay for Life meet at a township inland from Brisbane.

This seemed too perfect an excuse to plan to pack some bags and have a weekend roadtrip camping adventure.

Now I’ve just got to pack.

 

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Easier said than done.

Because I am excellent, I managed to forget my sleeping bags back home, but at least I remembered the tent.

It will be freezing. As excited as I am for that fact, I am also mindful that a terrible cold night sleep does not a happy camper make.

Tomorrow I think I will pack my bags. The last thing I want to do is underpack on film or forget a lens.

 

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The Life Aquatic – Pt II

The Life Aquatic – Pt II

It’s been over a week now since I’ve been back in B, and I am once again torn between the city and the trees.

To help me reminisce, I thought I’d post some more photos from my morning spent back home.

 

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After we paddled to our rest spot, the clouds changed and the sky turned a magnificent gold.

 

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The water rippled in the wind as we floated and watched all around us.

 

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The bright blue morning continued to become gilded in metallic shades of gold and bronze, and it felt like it was a rising of a second sun.

 

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The walk home to anywhere is not normally something to look forward to, but our walk home from the river passes through the hidden back streets, over run with herbs and creeping vines and the beautiful sprawling gardens secretly held tight to bursting point in the yards of the people in the village.

 

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Look at that purple.

 

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As we walked, the sky changed again. The clouds were swept down with the chilling wind, and the deep steel blue of a coming storm grew in darkness and depth.

 

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By the time we finished our wander home, the sky looked like this.

 

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