Big Wave Bay

Winter in Hong Kong is one of the better seasons for taking a breath of fresh air out in the open. Sunday last, I tried to revisit one of the outlying slands I wished to explore further: Tung Lung Island but missed the morning ferry. So I just took some pictures close to the kai-do pier at Sai Wan Ho.




Like the golden edge of this roadside aloe at Sai Wan Ho, close to the pier of the missed ferry.

At one point, when I saw this sampan approach the pier, I thought its owner might be persuaded to take me there. But it seemed he just wanted to take his friends to their destinations. Too bad. There wouldn't be another ferry until 2.30 p.m. The return ferry would leave at 5.30 p.m. Taking into account the time required for the journey to the island, that wouldn't leave me with a great deal of time for my intended explorations. So...

after just a photo or two of the beautiful water in the morning sun and of course, its reflections.

some roadside flowers and...

I was on my way to Big Wave Bay. These are two decorative features at the park adjacent to the beach.

The waves that I love.

Same beach, opposite direction.

Surfers' joy

That's a good one!

I like the reflections of light upon the sand

and the algae growing close to the rocks.

spreading its territory whenever it got the chance to.

I like the reflection of the sun which turns the sea into sheets of burnished silver.

More waves, more sun, more silver.

A close up of the silvery waves

So peaceful from a distance

Plants on the way back to Siu Sai Wan

Leaves basking in the sun.

Faded flower

What the flower could have been

Another faded flower

Whilst one may fade, another may be beginning to bloom.

Emerging leaves

Leaves in red

in yellow and brown

Rushes on top of the mountain

Looking back

An abandoned house turned Koon Yin altar on the way back.

A curious parasite on a tree outside the make-shift altar.

Some creepers I found on my way back

Some orange berries

Some red berries

Even some rarely found white berries

An unexpected find on the way back: a garden. I took a wrong turning, walked to the end of the cul de sac and found myself at the entrance of the Cape Collinson Training Centre! Hardly a desirable destination!

Some of the windfall blooming in fury on my wrong turning

in bright red

in pink

in purple

under wisps of silky clouds
 

in the dusk

The evidence of my error! But as Laotzu said, " Who knows if it's not a blessing to lose one's horses!"  Two errors in one day! And a photographic windwall!