The glacial plateau at the base of Mount Cook and Mount Tasman is spectacular for its unique ice formations. This photograph particularly appeals to me with the soft blue light in the foreground and the juxtaposition of the soft snow and jagged ice formations. This photograph also gives a very good indication of the immense scale of the mountains and ice structures. Another helicopter can just be seen just left of centre at the top of frame – look close its just a dot!This photograph was taken hand held from the small mountain helicopter we chartered during our time at the Fox Glacier. Shot with a wide angle lens the pilot was able to get us in very close to the ice structures to fully take advantage of the lens’s wide angle of view.
With an elevation of more than eleven thousand four hundred and seventy feet Mount Tasman is the second highest peak in New Zealand. It sits proud in the southern alps, nestled next to its larger and more famous brother – Mount Cook. This photograph was taken by helicopter over the Fox Glacier in New Zealand’s South Island about half an hour before sunset. Together with my local New Zealand guide and fellow landscape photographer from Texas we chartered a small mountain helicopter to get us up close and personal with Fox Glacier and the Southern Alps. We had the pilot remove the doors from the helicopter and strap us into harness’s so we could freely photograph without plexi-glass in front of the camera lens. Strapped into the helicopter we were then able to photograph the amazing mountains and ice formations that are part of New Zealand’s spectacular Southern Alps. This photograph was taken at an altitude of approximately eleven thousand feet with an ambient air temperature of -14 degrees celsius. Despite wearing multiple thermal layers, hats and gloves we were still numbed to the bone after just over an hours photography in the frigid mountain air.
Aerial photography as it turns out can be very addictive and we found ourselves chartering the same helicopter and pilot the very next morning for another ‘doors off’ photography session over some of the Fox Glacier’s Seracs and Crevaces. I hope to post more photographs from this remarkable trip as time permits.
After returning from two weeks in the South Island of New Zealand in July and catching up with all the work that had mounted up in the office I had the itch to get back out there into the wilderness for some more landscape photography – this time a bit more of a family trip. So I booked a quick ten day trip to Tasmania with the family; piled the wife and kids onto the plane and put myself and the car on the boat. The idea being to pick up the wife and kids at the airport in Hobart and spend the next ten days exploring the East Coast of Tasmania. This was I think my eighth trip to Tasmania and it most certainly will not be my last. We had a great time and I even managed to squeeze in some photography. This photograph being one of my favourites from the trip. Taken at the Bay of Fires at sunrise.
I was down at Rye for a dealer conference last week and managed to get a little bit of time post conference for photography. This photograph was taken at the Rye Back Beach at Sunset as a storm rolled in from the ocean. This was one of about twelve different frames I took while the light was at its best. The shutter in this photograph was open for 3.2 seconds; I just got lucky with the lightning strike!
I am back from a recent last minute overnight stealth mission 🙂 to Craig’s Hut at the top of Mount Sterling in the Victorian High Country. Leaving Friday afternoon as soon as I could get away from the office my cousin and I headed off for what ended up being an expensive and somewhat eventful evening.
With the bitumen left far behind, the sun starting to set and only 17kms left to travel across the rough 4-wheel drive high country roads I got my first flat tyre in the BM X5. The cuplrit? A rather large jagged rock that went right through the right rear side wall of the tyre instantly deflating it. Grrr…
It unfortunately got worse as closer inspection revealed not only was the right rear tyre completley destroyed, but the left rear was down to the canvas on the inside edge and would also need replacing on return to Melbourne.
A quick swap over was not to be however. For some reason the lock nut to get the wheel off requires a different size socket to the rest of the wheel nuts (don’t know what BMW were thinking on that one). After much head scratching and nashing of teeth we were saved by a passing 4WD complete with tool kit. The wheel was changed and we were back on our way.
It was totally dark by the time we got to the hut and made camp. Some JW black label was consumed (read: the entire bottle), some cheese and biscuits before we turned in for the night.
The early morning start saw a wonderful alpine glow (and a bit of a hangover).
Back in Melbourne the next day and two new rear ‘pradas’ in the form of 295 45 19’s are ordered from the local tyre centre at more than $1500 – ouch. This ended up an expensive photograph! (But one I like very much).