Yesterday was the last day of January, and the special-blue-blood-moon, or whatever the hashtag is. I’d loved it all the way home, running across roads to try (fail) to take photos – so when I got home, I persuaded Vik we should go and see if we could see what it looked like over the river.
It was COLD, the water choppy in the wind, and dark, with the moonlight rippling on the wavelets. High tide, coming up to spring tide tomorrow, and apparently the highest tide of the year. With all the recent rain, the Entrance Lock gates were open, and the Cumberland Basin so full. We walked through Greville Smyth Park in the dark, feeling for the path with our feet, to the very end of the Harbour to look at the water. Of course it made me miss the Chocolate Path more than ever, and that is always going to cast a pall on any river walk – but I’m really happy I did this, instead of just collapse on the sofa.
I’m waiting for my film photos to come back, though not hopefully, as 100iso on a point & shoot without a tripod is not the best way to take photos in the dark (…) but here are three from my mobile phone, lit by the streetlight. I loved how the collapsing piers by the Entrance Lock became islands in the water, and how easy it was to forget how incredibly deep the river was.
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