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As the Spirit of Tasmania I comes in to dock we can see a distinctive wave pattern in the water, caused mostly by the ship's engines. There is a slight bow wave, but we are moving so slowly it is almost unnoticable. But I like the way these little waves weave into each other on the smooth surface of the Mersey River.
And with that we conclude our little journey. I do not know when it might be possible to travel again. Our state borders are closed except for essential travel. We are told to expect six months of this. Perhaps more, and then what?
Tourists in boat by playful dolphin in the Strait of Hormuz, between Qeshm and Hengam islands, Persian Gulf, Iran. I never imagined such fascinating fauna and beautifully colored waters could be found in the Strait of Hormuz, a place the news headlines lead one to associate with constant negativity :)
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Persian Gulf Dolphin in blue waters by Qeshm Island, Strait of Hormuz, Iran, with the Qeshm International Airport in the back near the village of Dayrestan.
This was my first visit to the Persian Gulf and I was quite surprised of such a beautifully colored sea full of fascinating biodiversity.
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Tourists admire a pod of playful Persian Gulf dolphins jumping above water between Qeshm and Hengam islands in the Strait of Hormuz, Iran.
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A quick step, harsh sun, and a strikingly long shadow. The city etched in black and white upon the regular, wave-patterned lines of modern paving blocks. A moment trapped within the precise geometry of light and the constant motion of everyday life.
Tourists thrilled by school of dolphins in the Persian Gulf, Qeshm Island, Strait of Hormuz, Iran.
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The beautiful pattern and slope of sandstone rock of 'The Wave', Arizona.
One of 20 travelers that day who had luck to get permit for hiking to see The Wave.
The Wave is a sandstone rock formation located in the United States of America near the Arizona and Utah border, on the slopes of the Coyote Buttes, in the Paria Canyon Vermilion Cliffs Wilderness, on the Colorado Plateau. It is famous among hikers and photographers for its colorful, undulating forms, and the rugged, trackless hike required to reach it.
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Jackson Bentley: What is it, Major Lawrence, that attracts you personally to the desert?
T.E. Lawrence: It's clean.
- Dialogue from Sir David Lean’s classic film, “Lawrence of Arabia”
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Depending on your transportation options, the long beach strip of Mui Ne is about a 4-6 hour bus ride north from Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City). I decided to lay my head at the highly recommended Mui Ne Backpackers owned by an Australian named John Jenkins who married a local Vietnamese woman and never left the country.
One day I asked John how to get to the famous sand dunes.
“Which one” he replied?
Apparently there are two distinct sand dunes one can visit. The Red Sand Dunes are the closest to town and are the easiest ones to visit. The larger of the two, the White Sand Dunes are a little further out and features a little lake. John and his affable Australian personality recommended I take his sunset jeep tour. I am not a group tour type of guy so John set me up with a motorbike rental, a general map of the area and off I went to explore the White Sand Dunes.
I quickly discovered the map was a poor excuse for cutting down a tree. I drove for about 45 minutes outside of town and I could see the White Sand Dunes off in the distance, but could not find the road to cut across to them. So for about 90 minutes I burned a lot of petro just driving around in circles. Finally off in the distance I spotted a tourist van and I quickly a followed it out to the dunes.
We turned off the paved highway and onto a dirt road that was full of potholes, rocks and soft sand. Of those three obstacles, soft sand would be my enemy. At this point in my trip I had driven a motorbike in Malaysia, Thailand and in the wild, dirt roads of Laos. Driving a motorbike in Southeast Asia is by far best way to see the landscape and meet the locals, but I’ll be honest, it can be dangerous at times (if you spend any amount of time here you will see many young backpackers with scrapes, bruises, bandages all compliments of motorbike accidents). In my entire six months in Southeast Asia I never had an accident with the sole exception being my jaunt to the White Sand Dunes.
What happen?
So we bounced along the dirt road for a while and then out of nowhere a lake in the middle of this desert appeared on our left hand side. It was a sight of beauty. As we finally approached the entrance to the sand dunes a patch of soft sand appeared.
Rule #1 in motorbike riding: Keep a steady pace and drive in a straight line when riding over soft sand.
For some odd reason the van in front of me stopped abruptly (I can only assume that somebody wanted to take a photo). As a result, I quickly put my brakes on and lost traction in the soft sand. My motorbike began to wobble uncontrollably and I was heading to immediate disaster. I made the quick decision to just lay the bike down so I could come to an immediate stop. So I leaned to the left and just slid my bike on the soft sand.
Perfect landing!
No broken bones and the motorbike was intact. Laying down on the sandy road, I felt a burning sensation on the lower, inside part of my right calf. Apparently my right leg had made contact with a very hot motorcycle exhaust pipe. Two unfortunate events worked against me that day. One, the motorbike didn’t have a heat shield (some, not all, of the motorbikes I rented had them). Two, I didn’t wear long pants that day (I normally would wear them when I ride, but that day I wore shorts).
So here you have the White Sand Dunes of Mui Ne, Vietnam compliments of my Canon 5D Mark II and a slightly burnt right calf.
I still have a little scar on my right calf. Every now and then when I wear shorts people notice it and ask, “What happen there?”
I simply reply, “Vietnam!”
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Tofuku-ji Temple, which was founded in 1236, is the head temple of the Tofuku-ji School of Rinzai Sect of Zen Buddhism. Tofuku-ji Temple is one of the most popular spots for Kyoto's beautiful autumn foliage.
The temple is also noted for its excellent dry landscape gardens arranged with a fine blend of moss and stones, which are located in the Hojo, the former living quarters of the head priest. The unique thing is that there are four gardens surrounding the Hojo in each direction.
This photo was taken at Southern garden, which is the main garden in front of the Hojo and composed of four rock groups symbolizing Elysian islands on the rough seas.
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And one of the best shots was in my opinion actually when the boat disappeared from the frame and only those wavepatterns were left behind.
The island and the ship looks like.
Sunset as seen from Dal-a Park of Tongyeong city.
South coast in South Korea.
You are transported to the heart of the Caribbean Ocean, where an expansive canvas of deep blue waves unfolds. The vastness of the ocean is captured in its truest essence, with waves gracefully cresting and creating rhythmic patterns across the tranquil sea.
The rich, deep blue hues of the ocean create a sense of boundless serenity, inviting contemplation and awe. The photograph encapsulates the beauty of the open sea, where the horizon stretches infinitely, merging seamlessly with the clear blue sky. The cresting waves add a dynamic touch to the otherwise serene scene, capturing the fluidity and energy of the Caribbean waters.
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Greek bronze helmet of the Corinthian type, dating from the Archaic period. Crafted from a single sheet of hammered bronze, which has developed a green patina over time. It features large eye openings and a central nose guard to protect the face, bordered with a small incised wave pattern.
The Corinthian helmet originated in ancient Greece and took its name from the city-state of Corinth. It was made of bronze which in its later styles covered the entire head and neck, with slits for the eyes and mouth. A large curved projection protected the nape of the neck.
Apparently (judging from artistic and archaeological evidence) the Corinthian helmet was the most popular helmet during the Archaic and early Classical periods. It was depicted on more sculptures than any other helmet; it seems the Greeks romantically associated it with glory and the past. The Romans also revered it, from copies of Greek originals to sculpture of their own.
Over time, the helmet evolved, with the eye and mouth slits reducing in size as the helmet was designed to be worn back off the face (as seen in many illustrations). This particular helmet is right at the transition point to other styles, with the mouth and eye openings much larger than earlier models.
Greek, Archaic, late 7th-early 6th century BCE.
H. 8 1/2 in. (21.6 cm)
Met Museum, New York (19.192.35)
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I sat on Bronte Beach, Sydney at sunrise on 13th Nov 2014 watching the beautiful patterns the early morning waves were making on the sand.
The waves came gently rolling in, in this instance meeting in the middle, hence the name kissing waves.