Just got an email from one of my "shipmates" asking this question, "Why is my office swaying?" After a week on a boat riding currents and waves in the Maldives, I'm in the same boat, so to speak. The wooden kitchen floor is gently swaying back and forth like our galley. Great mates. Great trip. Some memories to share over the coming weeks.
Public confession of dropping in once. Thanks Bill. What a wave!

Continuing the nautical theme, the Sunshine Coast will welcome home Jessica Watson today after her record breaking solo circumnavigation of the planet. There were plenty of naysayers early on but the 16 year old has proven them all wrong. She is scheduled to sail past Caloundra at 10.00am EST today, then Point Cartwright and on to Alexandra Headland by 12.30pm, before sailing into Mooloolaba Harbour.  Go Jessica! 

I love this shot. Older chap with moustache riding a long board with a check stripe and a skin coloured full length wetsuit, at sub-tropical Noosa National Park. All the boxes for "Wrong!" are ticked. But who cares? He's obviously got the stoke happening. (And he avoids water born photogs).
Maybe he was doing it for a dare.
Or he lost a bet.
We were out checking some artworks yesterday arvo when we spied two young chaps wearing what even I thought was pretty strange and daring outfits - a nun-like "man" dress with heelless strappy shoes and the other in knee high gold lame girly boots. The Bride of Brine saw these two odd souls in a completely different light, "Oh look at those gorgeous gucci boots and that Jean Paul Gaultier man dress!" I thought that they had lost a bet or were doing it for a dare. Nope. They were members of Lady Gaga's support band The Semi Precious Weapons having a quiet stroll through the semi-precious artways of Brinetopia. And I had missed a paparazzo opportunity. Perceptions. Pre-conceptions. Odd.

One of the things I'm going to miss with the demise of Kodachrome 64 slide film is the way it used to capture reds and golds when you pointed the camera at the sun. My digi just doesn't match it.
Down the bottom of the Noosa River you can anchor cheaply within spitting distance of multi-million dollar mansions that are empty most of the year.
Spring Early 1980's