“Butterflies are not insects,’ Captain John Sterling said soberly. ‘They are self-propelled flowers.”
― Robert A. Heinlein, The Cat Who Walks Through Walls
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Out for a stroll we ventured to the Beach Haven Wharf. Looking North West’ish has us looking up to the end of the Waitemata Harbour.Long been used as the areas main anchorage point (pre european), the harbour is sheltered from the ocean by Rangitoto Island and other small surrounding islands. The modern translation of Waitemata is ‘Sparking Waters’.
Shot on the Sony Nex with pancake 16mm
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No longer with me – in a moment of weakness I sold it (possibly in a moment of weakness I brought it!) – My old Zorki 1.The ‘poor mans Leica III’, and competent rangefinder camera in its own right, we dont see too many of them down here in NZ. I’ve imported a few Zorki and Fed’s (Soviet Rangefinders similar to the old Leica) over the years. The above being the best copy of a Zorki 1 I have ever had – complete with box and manual!
With its collapsable M39 screw mount 50mm lens, its really a very small, fully manual camera. Great for those with a light meter in their eyes, or at least to practice the sunny 16 rule.
Being over 50 years old now, its amazing how many are still available to buy – lets see any of the current digitals being sold fully working in 50 years!
For the tinkerers among us, these are great cameras to get to learn about CLA (clean lube adjust). And done right may go on for another half century. The shutter curtains are often the first to go – getting pinholes in them. One can use a little thinned down silicone painted on, or simply replace (simply probably an understatement as thats the biggest job one would do on such a camera).
Might just have to go on the hunt for another copy. My sunny 16 skills are fairly junior. I have a light meter. I just wish it had a built in one. Fantastic vintage 35mm camera for the coin!
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Shot in New Zealands Coromandel.Unknown camera.
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A shot from the archives today. Ohakune Ski Field.Shot on my old Samsung Galaxy 3, I recall we were getting a bite to eat after I had managed to tumble ski my first time down the mountain. As we sat the clouds came in and the snow began falling. Some ran inside for shelter, the rest of us donned our hoods and continued on with what we were doing.
I still remember my first time in the snow – well into my teens, it was somewhere we never when whilst I was a child. The soft crunch under my feet was somehow very familiar.
I’ve still only been a good handful of times, which is a shame being its a half day trip in the car to get to. I guess one of the problems is finding reasonably priced accommodation thats not miles away from the ski fields.
Still, last season was my first go at skis…next time I will try a snowboard – possibly a more skateboard familiar option!
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