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April 11th, 2010

Your cute overdose

Time for a confession: I can't resist photographing the sea otters at Moss Landing.

I know I'm only making excuses when I tell you that they're just asking for it, really, drifting along there in the harbour, all photogenic. It's just me. They're wild animals after all, sheltering from the wild Pacific and its myriad predators in a shallow slough. Sometimes I'll stand there and watch them float for a while, and then snap off a quick snap or two. Other times I'll be snapping away as soon as I'm on the causeway.

That's how it was last Sunday. A pair of otters was floating close in, one washing, the other sleeping. I spent most of my time photographing one washing a leg, but then suddenly the other, lighter-coloured otter moved, rolling over and over, paws clasped in front of its face.

And that's how I got this image:

Ready for my close up

Moss Landing, California
April 2010


Two images from our last flight home.

The first is familiar, as the heavy 747 climbs out out of SFO, and VS20 makes that tight bank around the Golden Gate and over Marin on its way east. It was surprisingly clear last Monday when we headed home after out last US trip. The city by the bay was clear and white, and the red bridge drew a line across the narrow green entrance to the Bay. In the distance San Mateo, and the south Bay, sheltered between its mountain ranges.

The City and the Gate

The second less so, with snow blanketing the high desert to the east of the Sierras. The circle of Mono Lake was blue in the white, and the lines of CA395 laid out stark on the plain below.IN the distance the edge of Yosemite, and the long run south to LA.

Mono and the Sierras

April 2010