As evening fell, I found what shelter I could and watched as we made our way through the fjords. The maze seemed endless. We shared the sea with nothing but the wind and the birds.
[6 December 2011, Panasonic Lumix GH1, 14–45 mm at 28 mm, ISO 400, 1/250 at f8]
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Kia ora Pete,
There seems to be a flow, or connection between many of these moments and Aotearoa to me. I hope that does not cause offence, I guess I just mean that it seems where ever we go we are always part of where we have been before, or where we come from. Something like that.
Cheers,
Robb
Such a texture to the water, striations, highlighted by such amazing light.
Kia ora Robb. I don't see how anyone could possibly take offence at that observation, particularly when the connection's between Chile and Aotearoa. So much over there seemed so familiar that I had to keep reminding myself to see and feel those places in their own right; to suspend the comparisons.
Tennyson summed it up when he said, "I am a part of all that I have met"
Zhoen, the wind caused those patterns on the water. On other occasions the surface of the sea resembled a mirror.
Antarctic wind? FFWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Miguel, probably not — we were well north (relatively speaking). I felt the Antarctic wind in Ushuaia, though.
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