This Hindu temple was a ten minute walk down the beach from our hotel. A beautiful reminder of the religious heritage of Lombok.
We were in Senggigi, Lombok, for six days. Each day, this same group of boys would walk by, heading to school on the beach. Sorry. Not school-on-the-beach. They were walking on the beach to get to school.
I love how their shoes are in hand.
This is the other Lombok sunset photo I managed to take.
Oh yeah…that island one the horizon? Bali.
These are my children. I would not be the man I am today without them. They have immeasurably changed my world.
They are my truest companions.
I spent last week in Lombok with my family. There were a few moments of total relaxation and calm, and all of them were directly associated with being in the ocean. Well, the Lombok Strait in the Bali Sea, which is an extension of the Indian Ocean. I love the feeling of standing in wet sand while the waves attempt to bury me.
Those are my kids. We were walking back from a short visit to Pura Batu Bolong, a Hindu temple near our hotel in Lombok. They got ahead of my wife and me. They are incredibly great kids. When I became a parent, I had no idea how much happiness my children would bring me. The happy is immeasurable.
Ooh…so tired. Parent-teacher conferences tomorrow. A two-day school week with students. Some kind of Indonesian religious observance this weekend. It’s only Tuesday night, but I’m tired like it’s Friday.
Good night. Sleep well.
I’m just heading for a workout, but I wanted to post this. It is another angle of the beach at Taman Sari Bali on the north side of the island. I am hopeful that I can get out and take some new photos soon.
Our friends took us to this great beach-side fish restaurant in Bali. We ate on the Jimbaran beach as the sun set. It was beautiful. What was really cool was that, as a patron of the restaurant, I got to pick out the fish that we ate. I walked to the front resto, talk to the fish…uh…guy…and pick out which fish, which shrimp, which squid that we wanted grilled for dinner.
I come from Vancouver, BC, Canada, and we have a lot of fresh fish that I’ve eaten. There was something indescribable about this experience, however. Maybe it was the beach. Maybe it was the warmth. Maybe it was Christmas Day and I was experiencing something I’d never experienced before.
Whatever it was, it was definitely an experience that I’ll not forget.
Actually, I was told by one of the surfers/workers on the beach that this beach, Seminyak Beach, is a great place for beginners. It is not, however, where they like to surf. They like bigger waves. They all thought that this would be a good place for me to start surfing…if only I would pay them to teach me.
Still, the waves were pretty impressive.
The hardest part of enjoying time on the beach is entertaining the many sellers that walk up and down trying to sell their stuff to the tourists. Well, actually, the hardest part is saying, “No,” to most every one of them. They like to look at me like they don’t understand English, as if waiting in front of me will make me say, “Yes.” I don’t, but I just love feeling awkward…that was sarcasm.
I am impressed by their ability to balance their wares on their heads, though. Seriously. That’s amazing.
I saw these two on the beach and they were so cute together. He would clumsily go out into the water with his surf board and do amazingly awkward things, and she would stand on the beach taking pictures.
Later, when I was eating lunch, they were sitting and chatting, so I snapped this photo. I wish them a great future together.
We spent the day at Seminyak Beach. It was a beautiful day, and we all got burnt. We’ve been living in Jakarta for the last six months and, although it’s always warm, we’ve never been in direct sunlight for much time. At the beach in Bali, we all spent so much time out in the sun and everybody in the family went to bed with a little extra redness.
I will admit that in spite of the sunburns, I loved being in the salty ocean air. The water of the Indian Ocean is so warm, far warmer than any ocean water I’ve ever been in, but the sky was blue and the air was fresh…ish. Wonderful day.
I’m sick. That horrible, sore, head-achy, want to lie around on the couch while slipping in and out of consciousness kind of sick. Besides the ginger ale and rest, I’m thinking about the beach, in hopes that the happy thoughts will help me feel better.
Anyone want to come with me?
I can leave before work tomorrow…really.
Where I’m going to be in a week? At school, back at work for the next ten months.
Where I wish I was going in a week? Back to the sandy beach of the Oregon Coast.
I guess there’s always the lottery to make that come true. Or, another 21 years and then retirement.
This was the most fun aspect of camping in Oregon. My kids love the beach, the water, the sun so camping on the Oregon Coast is dead easy. We spent most of the days running in and out of the surf, lying on the sand, building sand castles and flinging floaty pieces of wood into the waves. There was no need for discipline. There was little need for parenting skills. The kids never fought as long as they were on the beach. It was awesome. I need to somehow move a beach into my house.
Photo Friday’s challenge this week was “Spot“. When I was in Oregon last week I spotted this woman on the beach far below the viewpoint that Oregon nicely provides to travelers. This beach is situated between Cannon Beach and Arcadia Beach. Both are beautiful beaches and in order to get to the area that you see above you have to walk from either of those two beaches. There is no direct route to this beach.
It looks like the perfect place to take a walk, doesn’t it?
I learned something about how my photographic habits have changed since switching from film to digital. I took my Pentax K1000 with me to Oregon and snapped off a roll and a half. I took my film camera up onto the dune and down onto the beach and snapped off some lovely photos. And then there was this sad moment…
I snapped off my first photo and felt the familiar “chunk” of the camera’s mirror snapping back in place and then I pulled the camera from my eye and looked at the back of it to see how the photo turned out. On the LCD screen. That doesn’t exist on the back of the camera that was produced in 1976. Hmm…that was an unforeseen stupidity on my part. I chastised myself for having become reliant on technology to tell me that my photo was good.
I snapped another photo and once again looked at the back of the camera. Twice stupid. Yeesh…
Another photo. Another look. Oh, for crying out loud.
Over the next few days I snapped off the rest of the roll and must have looked at the back of the camera at least ten more times.
Oh. The photo above was snapped on one of the evenings on my K1000. Nice sunset, I think. And below, that’s what I kept looking at expecting to see an LCD screen. Ha.
It’s raining outside my window and even though the meteorologists are telling me on two separate morning shows that later this afternoon things are going to clear up, I’m left wishing for a nice warm feeling. To that end, I’m posting a photo of Cannon Beach from our family trip to Oregon. Now, if I just stare at all the people on the beach and the warm Oregon Coast sand, maybe I’ll warm up.
While I visited Garry Point Park, in Steveston, BC, I spent a large portion of the day on the beach. I was quite fascinated by the small rivulets, or their trails, that ran away from this rock.
I was also happy with the bokeh of the lens I just bought. It’s a 70-210mm Tokina, with the largest aperture of f3.5. So far I’m just playing with it, but it seems pretty good. What do you think?
Our campsite was within throwing distance of the ocean. When we first arrived we set up our tent and then went for a quick walk on a less than well-walked trail that took us over a dune and when we reached the pinnacle we saw the ocean. Less than a five minute walk from our campsite was the entire Pacific Ocean. Driftwood was strewn around the beach, the beach that stretched for miles north and south from our campsite. It was amazing.
The photo above was taken facing north towards Neahkahnie Mountain.
Pentax K20D; Pentax DA 18-55mm AL II; f11; ISO 100; 1/250 sec.