BRISBANE TO MELBOURNE
Flight No DJ344
DEPARTING
Brisbane Domestic Terminal
2130hr (9:30pm), Wed 22 Aug 2007
ARRIVING
Melbourne Virgin Blue T3 Terminal
2355hr (11:55pm), Wed 22 Aug 2007
MELBOURNE TO BRISBANE
Flight No DJ321
DEPARTING
Melbourne Virgin Blue T3 Terminal
1315hr (1:15pm), Sun 26 Aug 2007
ARRIVING
Brisbane Domestic Terminal
1520hr (3:20pm), Sun 26 Aug 2007
Yes and that would be me who is going. I am going for a number of reasons, firstly to see the Guggenheim and Pixar exhibitions, secondly to go to Pete aka Owls of the Swamp album launch on the 24th and to see Tom Woodward play on the 25th. I also hope to meet up with some other friends in Melbourne as well as going to the Queen Victoria Markets, the shops to get some work clothes and gosh who knows what else. I won’t be going to see the Essendon Bombers play though because they are playing their round 21 match on Sunday evening when I will be back in Brisbane :(. Then Monday morning I start my first day as a full time employee in the 9-5ish grind and I can’t wait.
Well only 10mths after finishing uni I have a full time job. I start on Monday the 27th as a receptionist/run-about girl for a shop fitting firm in Everton Hills. They seem like a nice bunch of people and I am looking forward to getting out in to the real world.
Last night I headed up to Mt Cootha for the fireworks as my mother had a meeting at the gardens. Before I decided to go up I rang the cafe on the summit to ask what the fireworks were like from the summit, she assured me that they were great.
Myself and another photographer friend headed up to see what we could get. In short I was pretty disappointed. I guess though now I know where not to go for the fireworks next year. Next year I want to take photos from 10 different spots for the 10 days of the Ekka 🙂
Last night I headed to the parking lot on the cnr of Herston and Bowen Bridge Rd to take Ekka fireworks from the classic position. I have taken Ekka fireworks here for the last three years and each time just love the beauty of the fireworks exploding over Sideshow Alley. This year I took a slightly different perspective than I have before. There was not as much wind this year which meant that the smoke lingered round for a bit longer. I met up with two other guys off POTN and we had fun chatting and taking photos of course.
It is that time of year again. Ekka time. This year I am going to take Ekka fireworks photos for 5 nights of the Ekka, that is providing that nothing happens between now and Sunday. I currently have another 3 spots planned for taking fireworks photos and might spend the day at the Ekka on Sunday to take some more photos from inside the ekka. Last night I headed up to Eildon Hill Reservoir to take photos.
When I left the Troubadour early last Monday morning, we had made plans to catch Parents on Tuesday night and maybe go to the beach on Tuesday. Monday Arvo, I was awakened by a phone call from Svavar, asking me if I wanted to go to Noosa with them for the night. As I had just bought my BIFF tickets for that night minutes before I said no. Then a phone call to Mum to hash it over I decided to skip BIFF for the night and to hit the road to Noosa. I rang Svavar back and then an hour so later I was at Thor’s house ready to pile into Ronnie’s land cruiser for an escape from Brisbane.
Once we were up the highway we made a toilet stop and supplies stop. For most journeys that is nothing out of the ordinary. Ronnie’s car often takes a little bit of fiddling to get going again. This of course proved a perfect time for some photos.
We made it Noosa and found the YHA, after a walk round town we headed back to the hostel for dinner as well everything else was just slightly out of our price range. Had a very nice veggie lasagne from the hostel kitchen. Then it was time to socialise, play with cameras and watch the International Ping Pong tournament between Pete and Svavar, I believe Pete may have won this round.
From a photography perspective, I love this shot as I took it just as the flash went off on Svavar’s camera.
After some shenanigans, it was down to the beach for some ‘walking after midnight (though it wasn’t midnight yet), chasing the waves, doing cartwheels/handstands and having fun with some shadow plays.
The next morning we woke up and made pancakes for breakfast, Ronnie headed off to do a mornings work with some guys who came to the hostel the night before.
We headed off into the wilderness, well Noosa National Park. Where 3/4 of our party went swimming twice. Do the maths and look at the photos, I was not a crazy nutter. I didn’t go swimming.
Svavar, he relished the chance to swim in the Pacific Ocean and he ended up swimming at all three beaches we stopped at during the day. Pete was also in the water, but he is a Melbourne boy. Thor well she is 50% Icelandic compared to my 25%. I well I am a Brisbane girl, we don’t go swimming at the beach in Winter, the water is just too cold!
After a while it was wisely decided to head round to a more sheltered beach where the distance from trees to water was less. We walked up to Hells Gate which provided a great chance to whip out the 12-24mm and take some portraits.
Shooting straight into the Sun gave me some sweet as sugar flare with this photo.
We then started walking again to the next beach where, Pete, Svavar and Thor frolicked in the ocean like Puff the Magic Dragon.
Before it was time to retreat to the towels for some relaxing and some music.
As well as checking out the local wildlife.
Once we had all baked like chickens in an oven we headed back to the entry of the National Park where we were met by Ronnie and we cooked up a pretty wicked BBQ lunch made all the more special by Svavar’s made on the spot Guacamole. Then we headed off to Noosa’s main beach where we spread out under some Pandanus , chatted and enjoyed some more music with Pete and Svavar providing a perfect soundtrack for an arvo at the beach.
All good things to come to an end and before too long we were back in Ronnie’s land cruiser heading home to catch Parents with Thor’s parents, my dad and Tom the other member of this travelling trio of Troubadours.
A totally random trip and quite possibly the most spur of the moment thing I have done with people that I didn’t really know and it turned out to be the most fantastic experience.
