Grasses at the estuary, Port Lonsdale.

On the 29th of this month, it will be the first anniversary of the wedding of the manbeast and I.  It’s been an interesting year.  Foregoing the honeymoon, we opted to use the rest of the cash left over from the wedding to put towards a new house.  With a little help from Mrs E (my mum), we were able to purchase the wonderful castle we now live in. We’re still getting used to its quirks but it’s home. It’s ours.  And the bank’s.

Anyway, a bunch of our wonderful friends bought us a weekend stay at a lovely hotel in Queenscliff (Victoria, Australia) and that’s where we were this past weekend.  Chilling out in bed all day, eating ice cream, taking pictures.

Heaven.

Thank you to everyone who contributed.

My favourite place was the rocks down at Point Lonsdale, just below the lighthouse.  We went back there three or four times.  I had a paddle in the rockpools and got to feel the sand between my toes.  It was nice and relaxing.

Morning sunlight, Point Londsale, on the beach just under the lighthouse.

Unfortunately the time of year, timing of the tides and position on the coast meant that the “magic time” for light (sunrise and sunset) were just beyond our reach as the tide started coming in in the early afternoon and didn’t go out again until about 7am the next morning. By that time the tide is too far in for safe shooting and the sun is too high in the sky for the really good light.  But we make do.  And I had fun testing out the new camera, as did the manbeast.

Afternoon sunlight, at Point Lonsdale, on the beach just beneath the lighthouse.