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Fishing Pier in North Carolina
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I had a brilliant day yesterday . It started with a cycle down to the coast on a perfect morning. I had planned to go fishing but a stye tide hadn't dropped much I went to check the bees. As I was inspecting one colony I heard this amazing noise all around, and looked up to see a big swarm wheeling all around. Thye were entering a vacant hive right next to me. What a wonderful experience, to just stand there in this vortex of whirling bees. Leter I spent a wonderful hour at the edge of the sea watching the waves pounding up the sand. I also caught a Cod so was very happy. A cycle back home for a perfect day. Bloodbuzz Ohio is by the National , and is one of the few songs I have that mentions a swarm of bees. In this image from last year I'm imagining the mighty cloud is the swarm.
A shot from one of my favourite beach days, when squally showers fly across the scene, sending people dashing from the beach and scooting back to their cars. I can always find somewhere to shelter and wait for the wonderful light that normally results . In Hell I'll Be In Good Company is by The Dead South.
Gull feather nestled in the peachy pinkish colored rocks at Iona's Beach Scientific and Natural Area (SNA) on Lake Superior, north of Two Harbors, Minnesota.
Once upon a time, this place was once the site of a charming mom & pop resort called Twin Points Resort. Iona Lind, her husband John and their children ran the resort for over 50 years. Iona kept on for a short time after her husband passed away in the 1980's.
When Iona died, she donated the land and it ended up in the hands of Minnesota's DNR.
Iona's Beach SNA is about halfway between Gooseberry Falls and Split Rock Lighthouse State Parks on Minnesota's legendary, historic Highway 61.
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Pop Corn Beaches are beaches where the sand has been replaced by a kind of carbonaceous shells that have a morphology and color reminiscent of popcorn. These are calcium carbonate skeletons synthesized by a species of red algae that inhabit the Canary coasts at shallow depths, called rhodoliths.
Rhodoliths occur extensively around the shores of Fuerteventura Island in the Canary Archipelago, with Lithothamnion cf. corallioides being the most prominent species.
It is by the action of the waves, that over the decades, a large number of rhodoliths end up being washed ashore, whose remains contribute to the formation of the sediments that make up the modern beaches, so these unusual beaches have been formed very slowly.
Although rhodoliths are resistant to a variety of environmental disturbances, they can be severely affected by storms, harvesting, ocean acidification and global warming, and the beds are known to be between 20 and 100 meters deep in most parts of the Canary Islands.
Along the beaches there are panels explaining what these "popcorn" are and that their extraction is forbidden, in spite of which the plundering is still very frequent. Unfortunately, every year tourists and locals remove a considerable amount of rhodoliths from the beaches, which represents a threat to these ecosystems, since, as I mentioned before, the remains of dead rhodoliths contribute greatly to the sediments that form contemporary beaches.
Majanicho, La Oliva, Fuerteventura, Islas Canarias
🌊 Read more: Rhodolith beds and their onshore transport in Fuerteventura Island: cutt.ly/C5EHks0
Wrapped up the first half of my Tasmania holiday — the solo exploring leg. Five days, thirty beaches, and roughly a thousand photos. Will be a while sorting through all those when I get back! Hopefully there will be a few keepers. The skies were either completely clouded over or crystal clear and sunny , not ideal, but nature’s way of reminding me that she’s the boss of beach photography lighting.
It’s been bitterly cold — think single digits, wind howling across empty beaches kind of freezing. I even considered swapping my shorts for trackies a few times. Considered. 😉
Now it’s back to being social with the family. Kicked off this morning with a mountain bike ride in Fern Tree (a suburb in the hills above Hobart). It was 0.1°C with a feels-like temp of -9.9°C. I’m not saying it was cold, but I’m pretty sure my face tried to leave my head.
Heading to Dark MOFO tomorrow night - Hobart’s eccentric midwinter festival of art, music, food, black-clad locals sipping mulled wine under red lights , and all things wonderfully weird. Can’t wait to try a Squidlipop, yes they are a real thing 😋
In the meantime, here’s a quick one from Day 1: Steels Beach at Scamander on Tassie’s northeast coast. Please forgive the noise, I’m travelling light without access to proper editing gear (read: no denoise wizardry).
Hope everyone’s keeping warm and inspired!
Waterscape 46/100 in 2025
Beach Asters or Seaside Daisies according to the flower i.d. app. They're quite small but very eye catching.
Now on yet another of my 2019 trips to Bamburgh, this was the beach in the very early morning in September.
After an eventful morning, having woken at an unearthly hour, I wound my way through dark country roads, in the still night. After parking up, I made my way through the sand dunes towards the beach as the dim light of morning was just barely beginning to show, but emerging from them I was greeted with this glorious sky, and was filled with excitement waiting, camera in hand, for the rising of the sun.
The sand on this morning was so pristine, I had to be sure to take a shot of it, and as the light began to catch on the clouds this reflection was far too great an opportunity to miss.