On the morning of the third day of my fishing adventure a week ago, I was blessed with this view of the inlet that feeds Lake Otamangakau, as we approached it. I really do love a nice foggy morning, and they are very rare in Auckland. I would have liked to have been able to spend much more time with the dewy webs on the precipitously-steep stream bank, but they were beyond the reach of my physical and photographic capabilities at the time. Maybe next time I’ll be able to bring my serious tripod—and perhaps also a pair of stilts.
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I’m happy with the foggy morning shot as it is, especially the composition with the bush in the foreground.
So am I, Vicki; it just would have been fun to be able to get a little bit closer.
Happy fog, especially given that it’s uncommon in Auckland.
Beyond the reach of my awareness for many decades was the fact that stilted comes from stilt.
To celebrate its now being within your reach, you should treat yourself to some nice crackers with Stilton.
I feel no dommage in your suggesting that fromage.
If you say so,
let your thoughts play, in their way, so
We can share some virtual queso.
Yes, a beautiful picture. :)
Thanks, Adrian. 8)
I can see why you’d like to linger.
Yep, I long to linger longer.
What a nice greeting to your day fishing at the lake. Lovely fog. I know that thing about limitations. Recognizing them is quite an achievement for those of us to whom older age has snuck up on.
It was, indeed, a great start to a great day. And, yes, the wisdom of treading carefully is ever more apparent and rewarding.
Really, really lovely, Gary – light, colors, composition, atmosphere, all of it.
Thanks, Lynn, it’s a really lovely spot, and sometimes it all comes together.
I just read that we have morning fog in our forecast. If only there were something to see it drifting around besides highway construction and traffic! If I’m at the beach and it rolls in, I’m the happiest camper in the world, but fighting foggy traffic to get to a scenic place doesn’t appeal. I’m glad you had such a nice opportunity.
I’ve had my share of fighting foggy (and nasty, snowy) weather getting to a destination, but that’s rare now. Happily, the drive from the lodging to the fishing was a matter of only five minutes or so.