Tag Archives: Sport

Rock Fishing Drenching…….

28 Dec

I have during the course of taking seascapes, been caught by the occasional rogue wave.

It usually means that I go home with drenched shoes,  jeans and lens filters covered in salt spray.

Nothing to really worry about, a quick clean of the filters and camera, hose the tripod off and cover it in WD-40, and put the shoes in the sun.

However the fisherman in this image will think about location and tides a little more before he next casts a hook.

PS he was knocked over by this wave, he got up only to be knocked over twice more…then he packed up and left!!

Rock Fisherman Drenched...


Storm approaching…….

21 May

Surfing seems to be a funny sport, at a Tennis match if it rains, the game stops, Racing drivers don’t like rain, Cricket stops for rain and yet surfers leap from the VW Kombis and head for the sea in search of the rapidly building swell.

Surfing brings the crowds………

15 Feb

Burleigh Heads on the Gold Coast is always popular. A beautiful beach with great surf, cafes nearby and a sub tropical headland with a jungle setting make this location a favourite regardless of the weather, but stage a surfing competition with a couple of world class pro’s and bingo, not a parking space within thirty minutes walk.


Beach Colour……….

3 Feb

I have written before about Australia’s fantastic volunteer Surf Life Savers. Whilst out for a little seascape walk this morning I noticed that the local clubs were preparing for a competition weekend.

Each club has is shade tent and with a nice sunrise they added colour to the beautiful beach at Kirra.

The Sport of Gentlemen……….

21 Jan

Pugilism, boxing, scrapping, brawling…..to the untrained eye they all look the same. Grown men belting each other, quite often till one is knocked out or at least reduced to a bloody pulp !  So most of us in the general population scorn the participants and dismiss the sport as the realm of thugs. Recently I have been doing some work at a remote construction site, and to my surprise there are a large number of grown men who daily train and train hard in the art of fighting.

Most do it as a cardio workout and probably sub-consciously to relieve some of the days tensions, whilst others are genuinely training for bouts in their chosen discipline. They are not all young men with too much testosterone coursing thru their bodies, a large number are middle-aged and are trying hard to win their fight with the ageing process. They wear the appropriate fashion, brands that are linked to fights between the superstars of the game.

The two blokes I photographed in the housing camps gym are both smart, articulate professionals with a great sense humour and gentler men you could not hope to meet, until they glove up. Heaven help the punching bag !!

Fit and Healthy

19 Jan

Coming from a medical background I can confidently say that not all of the people involved in medicine are the fittest or healthiest members of our community. Long hours combined with accumulated fatigue and easy access to fast food can be the undoing of some in the profession, then there are the others, the one’s that seem to be able to fit in extra shifts, massive study loads and extreme sports.

I was lucky enough a while ago to shoot some stills to promote a team of South Australian Paramedics entry in the National Adventure Racing championships. This form of extreme sport requires competitors to master several disciplines including kayaking and mountain biking and to race over some of the roughest country Australia has. Competing in teams of four, they have to overcome not only the physical hardships but also the mental demons that come when you push yourself to the very edge.

These young blokes seem to take all this in their stride so effortlessly and knowing this reinforces my confidence in the quality of paramedics on our roads today.

These shots were taken near the estuary at Port Noarlunga, and the guys were forced to run, jump, paddle and ride, time and time again in quickly diminishing light to get the shots they needed.  


16 Jan

Golfers, runners and fishermen/women are, in my opinion are the epitome of dedication. They participate in their chosen fields regardless of weather, location or in the case of fishermen, chance of success. They endure these hardships silently and without adulation from admirers. Those of us that don’t feel the need to beat a little white ball into submission, or run up hills when a motorcar will take us there quicker and with the air con on, don’t understand what the disciples to these addictions gain from the work they put in, and as for those hooked on fishing don’t they realise that they can just go to the fish and chippy and buy the whole family dinner for less than the price of a lure. This is all tongue in cheek of course its great to see people enjoying their chosen pastimes, and I am sure they shake their heads when they see us clambering over rocks with thousands of dollars of equipment.