Eagles Nest, Victoria, Australia
Eagles Nest on the lands of the Bunurong peoples in Inverloch has been on my wish list since I took photography back up again several years ago when I developed schizophrenia and a cognitive disability and was no longer able to write my erotic prose as a creative outlet.
On our regular fortnightly Wednesday my support worker and I drove the 2.5hrs from Melbourne to see the iconic rock formation.
Whilst there three women decided to come take selfies in my shots. They knew I was shooting cos they kept looking at me, but stayed around for about 30mins. Patience is a virtue and I was able to crop them out of those images I couldn't wait taking in post production.
Unfortunately the sky did not play nice and it was a bit on the freezing side, but tide was out so we could walk all the way out to the rock and I was able to take 200 images (kept 148) whilst there.
Whilst out for the two hours I knew that the tide was slowly coming in but only a fraction of a meter so I wasn't concerned, only to find our path back to the beach meant walking ankle deep in cold water. Luckily I had my sandals on and could roll up my pants!
Eagles Nest on the lands of the Bunurong peoples in Inverloch has been on my wish list since I took photography back up again several years ago when I developed schizophrenia and a cognitive disability and was no longer able to write my erotic prose as a creative outlet.
On our regular fortnightly Wednesday my support worker and I drove the 2.5hrs from Melbourne to see the iconic rock formation.
Whilst there three women decided to come take selfies in my shots. They knew I was shooting cos they kept looking at me, but stayed around for about 30mins. Patience is a virtue and I was able to crop them out of those images I couldn't wait taking in post production.
Unfortunately the sky did not play nice and it was a bit on the freezing side, but tide was out so we could walk all the way out to the rock and I was able to take 200 images (kept 148) whilst there.
Whilst out for the two hours I knew that the tide was slowly coming in but only a fraction of a meter so I wasn't concerned, only to find our path back to the beach meant walking ankle deep in cold water. Luckily I had my sandals on and could roll up my pants!
Eagles Nest on the lands of the Bunurong peoples in Inverloch has been on my wish list since I took photography back up again several years ago when I developed schizophrenia and a cognitive disability and was no longer able to write my erotic prose as a creative outlet.
On our regular fortnightly Wednesday my support worker and I drove the 2.5hrs from Melbourne to see the iconic rock formation.
Whilst there three women decided to come take selfies in my shots. They knew I was shooting cos they kept looking at me, but stayed around for about 30mins. Patience is a virtue and I was able to crop them out of those images I couldn't wait taking in post production.
Unfortunately the sky did not play nice and it was a bit on the freezing side, but tide was out so we could walk all the way out to the rock and I was able to take 200 images (kept 148) whilst there.
Whilst out for the two hours I knew that the tide was slowly coming in but only a fraction of a meter so I wasn't concerned, only to find our path back to the beach meant walking ankle deep in cold water. Luckily I had my sandals on and could roll up my pants!