I’m running behind. I wanted to have sunset pictures here for you today (proper ones), but we spent much longer on the beach today that any of us expected, and thus everything is running a couple (or more) hours late.
Meanwhile, I have got some Mavic photos up from the weekend: here.
Here’s one of my favourites…
The boy was frantically gesturing at something. But I had no idea what he was trying to point out. It was only when I flew overhead that it suddenly became clear what it was… 🙂
Being on the west coast, Cape Town is definitely better known for its sunsets rather than its sunrises. Want one of those early morning pictures taken from an urban environment? Go to Durban.
Durban’s geographical location on the east coast of South Africa means that the sun tends to pop up there way before the sleepy Cape has even contemplated leaving its slumbers. Sunrise City, Durban is.
I’m not in Durban, but when I saw the sky beginning to light up this morning, and with Mrs 6000 volunteering to take on the school run, I took the opportunity to chuck Florence the Mavic Pro up to about 120m and snapped this:
Not bad, Cape Town. Considering you’re more about the evening thing, not bad at all.
And no, I’m not a bad workman blaming
his tools the local atmosphere, but the mist and the pollution over the Cape Flats makes this image look misty and polluted. The camera isn’t to blame. The subject actually is misty and polluted. Photograph is accurate. We need some wind and rain to clean things up a bit, although then that makes flying less possible.
Catch 22, ne?
As ever, this looks better bigger and on a black background, here.
Gemors being Afrikaans for a mess. Because that’s what I can like to be in with my photos right now.
The photos from last weekend still aren’t done. I just haven’t had chance. When I did have chance, I was away taking more photos in a place with no computer. And now I’m all mixed up, because some of the photos from this weekend are done. That’s because there are far fewer of them, so I just grabbed a couple (well, five) of the shipwreck ones and did a quick tidy up on them.
I took these with the Mavic this morning – the wreck is the Meisho Maru 38, and it lies on the coast halfway between L’Agulhas and Suiderstrand.
We’ve mentioned it here before, and we’ve mentioned why it has some of the name it has… well… it had, here.
But now my (usually very orderly) photostream on Flickr is all messed up.
I will edit those photos from last weekend and the rest of them from this weekend in the very near future.
UPDATE: You can start here!
Funky piano music. The Mavic Pro. And Iceland – obviously Iceland.
I checked with the guy in charge (spoiler: there’s only me here) and I thought that there was just enough piano music, just enough Mavic footage and just enough Iceland for this video to make the cut for the blog.
There’s a few too many people in there for it to be perfect (in my eyes, at least), but everything else about it is pretty impressive.
I’m still struggling with videos from my Mavic. Two main reasons: I haven’t been taking the right videos when I’m out and about (something I’m looking to correct when we go away again this long weekend), and then then editing is an issue. My PC doesn’t have enough power to run a decent editing program and my pocket doesn’t have enough money in it to rectify that right now. Hey, I just bought an n thousand Rand drone.
When you look at the quality of the editing on videos like the one above, you realise that the bar is set pretty high. There’s a lot to learn and no easy way to learn it right now. This is a prob
Not from outer space, as Glorious Gloria once proclaimed, although certain bits of Namibia do resemble Mars or the Moon or something similar:
[it’s bigger and better on black]
Did you miss me?
3½ days and 64km down the Orange River was certainly an adventure, taking us way out of our comfort zones, but it was also an enjoyable experience that will stay with us for years to come.
The group was fun – a good laugh – and the beers and G&Ts flowed almost as fast as the river. The guides were helpful, friendly and knowledgeable, and while there were numerous challenges of rapids, capsizings and long days paddling through the heat along the way, I think everyone had a good time. The lack of water in the river did make the trip even tougher though. Apparently, during high flood season, some guides had done the same route that we did over those 3½ days, in just 75 minutes! We actually had to do some work.
I’m uploading photos as I write [update: here they are!], although due to a camera malfunction, not as many as I would have liked. Still, others on the tour have pics too, so there are plenty of memories to be shared. And Florence the Mavic came out on the river with us (you couldn’t have packed a Phantom, #just saying), so there’s some footage from there to come as well. Give me time. My bruised, blistered, aching, exhausted, old body needs a little while to recover. Still, with creature comforts like a bed, a roof and a shower to enjoy, I don’t think it will take too long.