Some Sydney-siders grumble about the ‘cold’ mornings in winter. Others love the crisp, clear air, mild sunshine and lack of crowds at the beach. Not much surf this morning… but sometimes it’s just about getting wet.
There are the early birds who surf or swim at dawn, the locals out for a power walk and a coffee, the day trippers who stream in from the ferry. On any given day Manly Beach is full of colourful characters and the area where the Corso meets the beach is where their paths cross. Here’s a slice of life from a typical Saturday in winter.
I never get bored of watching the sunrise. Good to see some people are already up, making the most of it.
There are times when you just can’t be bothered to lug your camera gear around. And you don’t always need to with most phone cameras these days. It’s hard to see what you’re shooting sometimes, but here’s a few shots, mostly taken around Sydney, that have somehow turned out okay.
The last day of winter. A beautiful morning, but still a bit too cold for pre-dawn laps.
And a big surf usually means the bombora is working. It’s a submerged rock, or reef, about 1km offshore from Manly Beach, which probably only breaks a handful of times a year. I saw three people out there surfing it this afternoon. It looked as though they paddled out, which means they’re either really fit or they don’t have a friend with a jet-ski to tow them out. The bombie is not for the faint-hearted, most surfers are put off by the long paddle out, then the size of the wave when you get there. I love watching it break and while it might look like a big wave to me, to ‘proper surfers’ it’s probably not big at all. Queenscliff Bombora was first surfed over 50 years ago, there’s a history here.
And here’s a clipping of a photo that appeared in the British newspaper The Times on March 29, 2006. The guy surfing Queenscliff bombie isn’t named, the shot was taken by Guy Finlay of Icon Images. It’s great that ‘our’ bombie made it into the British press. I think I need a more powerful lens!
What an awesome way to have fun! When the nor’easter blows like this it’s no good for surfing, but out come the kite surfers. Even without the jumping, this must be an amazing feeling — ripping along with a canopy full of wind. Years ago I used to enjoy windsurfing. I loved pulling the sail in tight, leaning back on my harness and feeling the board rise up and plane across the water. Kite surfing must be that feeling x 10. I had so much fun photographing these kite surfers, a couple of them were flying along close to the shore — I guess to make maximum use of the fairly small waves — which gave me a perfect chance to tap into my ‘inner sports-photographer’. (Now that’s what I’d like to be when I grow up)