Tuesday 28th May 2019, 1.30pm (day 2,833)
The summit of Caudale Moor is also known as Stony Cove Pike. In the background, the peaks of Ill Bell and its little brother Froswick. Behold, the payoff for working yesterday.
For four months from January 26th 2013, this blog featured a total of 97 photos taken in Australia, and that is still the second-most depicted country hereon apart from England. Norway had been catching up quantity-wise but it’s about to lose ground because as of today I’m here for 12 days until heading home on the 15th. It’s good to be back…. even if, once again, I failed completely to sleep on the overnight flight from Saigon. This picture was taken on the descent into Melbourne, but unlike the last time I took a shot from over said city, I’m staying there, so expect more of Oz’s second-largest conurbation over the next few days.
My journey eastwards continued overnight. I slept not at all, I never do sleep on planes. So I could get a shot of this great cloudscape as the sun came up about ten minutes before we landed at Changi airport in Singapore (where, back in January 2013, I had a few hours’ stopover on my way to Australia). I guess with Singapore being the small size this is, I could here be in Malaysian or Indonesian airspace but what the hell, let’s not split hairs.
This is not the first time I have managed to get out of the UK during one of its wintrier spells only to find myself heading somewhere even colder; though the weather in northern Norway at the moment is also rather sunnier and more pleasant than at home. Taken from the plane at some unspecified spot between Trondheim and Bodø as I hopped up the coast on a succession of flights.
The light over landscapes can be capricious so by no means do they always look the same, but nevertheless there is a certain permanence about them. Cloudscapes, on the other hand, are totally transient. This beauty, which formed itself over southern Sweden today as I made my way home, will never be seen again… except here.
This really was the view from my place of work this morning, with my University of Tromsø colleagues having installed us in a cabin on the coast of Ringvassøy for a couple of days. Call it luck if you like, but I’m not a complete idiot — I have generally managed to set up my life in certain ways so I do end up spending time in places like this. Mind you, the guy shown here gets to work here every day. To me, he’s the lucky one.