This scene is what greets the hiker walking on the Laugavegur trail's 2nd day. After the first day of walking through fumaroles and rhyolite mountains, passing one ridge after another, this final one leads to one of the most incredible scenes I can remember. It's cliche to say that it reminds me of Rohan, but I can't think of a more suitable place other than perhaps in New Zealand where the movies were actually filmed. This pano suffers from quite a few imperfections regarding lens flare but for the purpose of sharing a grand scene, I think that is less important. I hope this image gives you at least some sense of the wonder Marianne and I did as we sat there and enjoyed our lunch break before descending to the river crossing before reaching Alftavatn hut (at the lake visible in the scene)
First of all, sorry for the lack of posting but Marianne, Charlotte and I were busy preparing and then finally enjoying our trip in New Zealand from which we just returned. About this shot.....
The location is 13km into the Routeburn track from the Divide in Fiordland National Park. The conditions when I started the trek could only be described as wet.......pouring rain, small rivers became streams to splash across along the trail, little visibility, a roaring 174m waterfall (Earland falls) requiring a detour at its base. All of us who arrived at the Lake Mackenzie hut that evening were sodden through despite our waterproof gear. As such, it was hard to get the motivation to sit lakeside at sunset, but the rain had stopped as we arrived so a little hope turned into smiles as this scene evolved over the still green waters of the lake. A moment to savour ! ps. Charlotte and Marianne were down in Milford sound enjoying similarly spectacular conditions!
Dylan and I sneaked away on a quick 10-day trip to Tasmania over the Easter break. Our goal was to capture the turning colours of the fagus in the stunning setting of the Cradle Mountain region. Alas, we arrived too early, so there were no red leaves frosted in early morning dew to capture (they were just turning from yellow to orange), but we had a ball photographing Cradle Mountain itself.
This image taken on one of the three evenings we spent trying to hunt down the perfect conditions. On this night Dove Lake was still, but there were no clouds to add interest to the sky. I took the shot anyway... I had to show something for standing out there freezing my fingers off!
One of the many magical places in Iceland that we could have stayed much longer at. Dylan and I shot this location on five separate occasions over 2 days, and each time it was different, and still it wasn't enough.
On our last visit there wasn't a cloud in the sky but the dawn light cast such a pink glow over the icebergs we didn't need sky interest.
Image edited by my wonderful hubby ~Dee-T. Thanks for going through my photos!
Our time spent around Lake Wakatipu was characterised by clear conditions which meant freezing mornings. This led to the marsh grasses freezing over and layers of mist over the water surfaces in the early morning. Charlotte was asleep on my back for the whole time we were out here but hopefully she took in some of the freshness of the whole experience from just being there Marianne was also out and about taking pictures which I will have to bug her to post here !
The Westman Islands are much more accessible now, thanks to a new ferry port that only require half an hour of travel across the sea. The largest island, Heimaey, is known for birdlife and the harbour that was improved by the volcanic eruption of Eldfell in 1973.
This image was taken one evening on the north-west coast as we hunted for puffins to photograph.
PS: Been a little lax in participation on DA lately, have been sick the past couple of days with a horrible cold, but in other bigger news my husband Dylan and I are expecting the first addition to our family in late August. Needless to say, the nausea and general unwellness kept me from being motivated!! Into the second trimester now, so it has eased up a LOT, thank goodness! Just thought you'd all like to know.
The first rays of the rising sun are touching the peaks of the Swiss Alps. This shot shows the rising sun just below the mountain top of the 3610-meter high Üsseren Barrhorn (left). It also offers a view stretching from the mountain peaks of the Bernese Oberland and the Aletsch area all the way to the Rhone Valley and the very first peaks of the Mischabel Mountain Range.
People with a fear of heights (Acrophobia apparently) should stay well away from the Letterewe Wilderness and particularly the view from Sgurr na Laocainn. The best viewpoint from the summit came with a spinning sense of vertigo. On a number of occasions I caught myself feeling dizzy and rapidly retreated from the edge. The views came with excitement, wonder and a healthy dose of caution, fortunately it wasn’t that windy! The view down to Carnmore, a small house at the bottom of Carn Mor from Sgurr na Laocainn is essentially an aerial one. Watching the occasional person walk the path below gives a real sense of scale. From the viewpoint you have a panoramic view to A' Mhaighdean over Dubh Loch and Fionn Loch and out to see. The scene here is a 180 degree panorama! Around sunset the light escaped beneath the cloud to give a glancing red light to the landscape below. Dramatic rainclouds hung overhead and I sat there watching the showers pass, fortunately none hit me.
The walk up to Mount Roy from Lake Wanaka takes you more than 1km straight up along a 4WD track initially, then a steep and narrow ridgeline. The weather was very kind that evening for the walk down after dusk but well worth the view, the blisters and the takeout dinner afterward ! Lake Wanaka meanders off into the distance framed by the town of Wanaka on the right and Mount Aspiring National Park on the left. One of many memorable moments from our now distaant trip to New Zealand in May.