These photos were ‘lost’ for a while, but now they are found.
We spent a bit of time at this beach. It’s in an upmarket suburb and it takes more than an hour for us to get to it.
This particular day was magical (as you can see) we arrived in time to catch the sunset, but it is the way the sky and the sea are the same colour that makes these shots interesting. The shots are not particularly high res as I had not worked out the camera at this stage and I was used to film cameras.
The bridge in the background is the famous West Gate Bridge (I think that they could have named it after someone).
It has been some time since we visited this spot and it might have something to do with our last visit.
It was a beautiful afternoon and we had been sitting in the car watching the view. We could hear this absolutely beautiful music coming from a car in the carpark, which added greatly to our experience.
As we were leaving, we drew up alongside the car which had it’s windows rolled down on this balmy afternoon.
We wanted to know what the music was.
We asked the driver but I cannot tell you what the music was, the name went right out of my head. The young driver said that it was his cousin’s favourite CD and that he had just come from his funeral.
His twenty-one-year-old cousin had taken his life.
There were tears rolling down this young man’s face and this amazing music continued to play.
I admit that I was stunned.
I’ve been touched by sudden death before and so has my wife but this rocked both of us.
I mumbled something about how sorry we both were and we slowly moved away.
I was in no condition to drive so I parked and we held each other for a long time.
These photos were not taken on that day but they were taken at that place and looking at them reminds me of that day and that terrible sadness.