Sunday 27 May 2012: Hoping for a soaking!
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Grey, windy and rainy - that summed up the morning. Immy was doing the sponsored World Vision 40-Hour Famine (reduced for students to 20 hours) to raise funds for children in Mali and Niger and fasted from 7pm last night until 3pm today. To occupy herself, she went with Jonathan and Alexander out to the farm to see her Gran and help load up the trailer with firewood. While she was gone, I decided to go down to the beach and get some Bad Weather Blips. Through the driving rain, I could see not a soul on the beach.
However, by the time I'd loaded the dishwasher and generally wasted time, the clouds had parted though the wind was still blowing strongly and Tasman Bay was a roiling grey turbulence. The kitesurfers had come out to play and as I parked by the statue of Abel Janszoon Tasman at the Tahuna end of the beach, I saw the spray from waves bouncing off the seawall drifting over Rocks Road and decided to walk along there, instead.
Luckily I'd taken the precaution of donning my husband's oilskin sailing jacket which proved very necessary to protect my camera from the spray from the bigger waves. Even so, I did manage to get some drops on the lens. This little girl and her mother had jumped out of their car and were watching the spectacle - mum taking photos with her phone while her daughter shouted "Mum, I want to get WET!" She was not disappointed!
There were some spectacularly big waves but as I hadn't managed to find a suitable plastic bag at home from which to fashion a camera-protector, I shoved my camera inside my jacket when I sensed particularly big ones approaching. As it was, I got fairly well soaked but the camera didn't.
When I got home, Immy was back and it was past 3pm so she was tucking into some crackers and Our Mate. (The country is still gripped by the Marmite Crisis!) Lynley and Jonathan and the children were also there and had been excited to find a recipe book opened at 'Chocolate chip muffins' on the kitchen table, but sadly they were too early as I'd intended to bake them on my return from blip-hunting. I promised to drop some round tomorrow!
I can still hear the sea roaring and crashing, so I think I'll open the windows and go to bed. I love lying in bed listening to the sea.
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