Warning: This post is very long, filled with many photos that portray so much silliness you may feel slightly nauseous after reading it. You have been warned…
If you’re an enthusiast seeking photography enlightenment, do not look to me.
If you’ve stumbled across my blog because I tagged one of my posts as ‘photography’ and you’re expecting high quality snaps, informative advice and much needed know-how’s, come back in ten years time.
Or stick around. Occasionally, I crack a funny that I like to think makes up for my photography flukes.
A perfectly example of this would be yesterday afternoon when my sister and I went for a walk on the beach. I took my camera thinking I was over-due a snapping session.
Here’s some advice from one trainer-wheel photographer to another: Beach, afternoon = setting sun, shadows, poor light = dark, shadowy photos = novice booboo.
I’d like to point out that I noticed this instantly upon arrival. In another five years I intend to get my head around aperture and ISO settings.
Now that I’ve got that confession off my chest, let us begin the story of the afternoon I spent chasing the sun.
I had visions of the tide cutting us off from civilisation, having to sleep the night in the wild and make a grass hut for shelter.
But most importantly, the high tide meant I had to take off my runners.
You do that on the beach too, right?
Go the double chin!!
I have a strange family.
‘And now, ladiez and gentz, may I present to you zee sea? An oceanic body of zaline water that compozez much of our plant’s hydrozphere. Note the way zee zurface water vizes to form a tunneling effect upon zee zandy beach and then withdrawz back out to the main body of vouter like a zlinky going down a flight of stairz…’
Especially, when I tried to take a selfie and went a tad overboard with the zoom.
(In other news: We had to run home on the way back because of this pretty cloud. We got soaked. My calfs hate me. My lungs are still regaining their breath. I nearly died, man.)
(But let us continue…)
(Seriously, who is this person.)
You’re probably not. You clicked on my ‘photography’ tag to learn serious things about advance ISO and aperture techniques.
But then you wouldn’t have discovered the existence of weirdos.
Now you’ve seen it with your own eyes.