It’s been a much needed 3 days getaway outdoor break over in Kuching. What I missed out on in the previous trip last December, I made up for this round. A fulfilling and relentless enjoyment of being out in the open; kayaking, climbing Santubong mountain and blending into a quiet town in this part of Borneo. There was no holding back.
So much have changed in just a matter of 3 months, that if you were to freeze every moment of it, you’ll be viewing a tapestry of blurred events and epiphanies over a vast piece of canvas. Endless possibilities, and much more if you were to just let the waves find their pace.
And here I’ve found just the right piece of canvas to represent the current state of mind. The vast open ocean of South China Sea, from the perspective of grounded land. A fitting milestone marked in my diary of coastal escapades.
Here at Damai Puri Resort & Spa, the fast and fiery setting sun provided an excellent backdrop for its reflection off a glassy and sandy beach. There weren’t any notable foreground interests except for a battered rock. Naturally, and quickly it was; I setup with a view of the violent crashing waves in the distance.
A quick glance over to my right, was a cozy and well lit cabin-like structure sat nestled in the forest at the foothill of Santubong mountain. I guessed it was the Permai Rainforest Resort. Not too sure about it. I could clearly see many interesting foreground interests right below it, but the fast fading light did not permit the intended exploration.
I was also concerned of the violent crashing waves which threw up misty clouds of salty vapour. Not great for cameras. The seemingly tilted horizon showed clearly the increasingly swelling waves, heralding a high tide coming in soon. Within 10 minutes, the waves line crept up an additional 8 – 10 metres.
And there they were, a fallen leaf and a twig. As it was near pitch black, I used a mobile phone to illuminate the object and manually focused at it, before taking the shot at 1/4 – 1/10 of a second at f/3.5 (ISO 100). I wasn’t conscious of my aperture then, which should have been stopped down further for maximum sharpness. On hindsight, the blur of activities in the background wasn’t too bad after all.
I had in mind to place these pictures right next to each other and name it “Separation”.
On departure day, I threw one last look at Mount Santubong. Took us just under 6 hours to get up the peak and make the descent. It was difficult at some point in time, but when I made it back down, it was the most fulfilling sense of achievement ever.
It’ll all soon come to an end. And on this note, I’ll be embarking on Project 55 “Dead Man Walking”; photographing and posting a picture a week to signify life’s close call to death. More on that soon.