Showing posts with label Ocean. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ocean. Show all posts

Monday, October 04, 2010

Running Errands

I was all over town today running errands, and in some cases took the scenic route to get to them. Naturally the camera came along.


Two shots of the Common Burying Ground

A typical Queen Anne style Victorian house on Old Beach Rd.

A Herring Gull floating on the wind off the Cliff Walk

The entrance to Bois Dore, a mansion on Narragansett Ave.

© 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger

Monday, September 20, 2010

Monday Potpourri

Today was errands day, so there was no grand trek or anything. You got that yesterday. Since I didn't have any bird photos from the bird walk yesterday, I thought I'd make up for that by posting some bird shots from Gooseneck Cove that I'd shot earlier and for some reason hadn't posted yet. These guys tend to be the dominant sight in the Cove in the Summer months - a Great Blue Heron (left) and a Great Egret (right).























Meanwhile, today while running around on errands, I decided to pop down to Ruggles Ave. again. The surf is still up and I wanted to see if any of the gang was out on the waves. Yeah, I know it's Monday, but a lot of the surfing crew are self-employed carpenters, house painters, fishermen, etc., who make their own work schedules and seem to magically show up when the waves get high. And those who are working for somebody else try to pop down on their lunch hour if the surf warrants it.

Today there were only about four guys out there, and three of them left the water soon after I got there. The one guy left just sat there on his board gazing out to sea, riding over waves that anybody else would have hopped on. I waited, and waited, and waited... After about 15 minutes of watching this guy just sit there, almost exactly on the stroke of noon he hopped on a wave and rode it in to shore. It was a long ride, and I got about 5 shots of him coming in, but this one works the best.


While waiting for this surfer to get on the ball and jump on a wave, I got some shots of some of the good waves he turned down. They make a nice dramatic finish for today's post!



© 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Cowabunga!

Today was bird walk Sunday, and we did see some great stuff today - a Sharp-shinned Hawk trying to get a Kildeer over water, Ospreys catching fish, immature Little Blue Herons chasing each other with crests raised, and a Black-bellied Plover and three Solitary Sandpipers in the salt marsh behind Third Beach. But when we got to Brenton Point and saw what the ocean was doing. I knew my next stop was going to have to be Ruggles Ave.

What we're seeing is the effects of Hurricane Igor, about to descend on Bermuda. Hurricanes out to sea off the East Coast, especially those fairly far off the coast, create good surf here. The interesting thing is that we had a high surf advisory up all day Friday and until 6 PM Saturday, and nothing happened. But today the surf was up! It's not been a good year for decent surf, and 2009, except for the big 20-footers kicked up by Hurricane Bill being offshore in August of that year, wasn't much better, so the surfing community has been aching for some decent waves. We got 'em today; granted, they weren't Bill's 20-footers, but they were consistently around 6 - 10 feet high and had some push to them. I kid you not, I saw guys literally running down the ramp at Ruggles Ave. to get in the water.

So now, without further ado, surfing off Ruggles Ave. At last!







© 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Theme Thursday - Reason

Some of the reasons why I love living here in Newport:

The ocean along the Cliff Walk

Foggy days at the beach

Walking the trails in Ballard Park

Gooseneck Cove's salt marsh at Hazard Rd.

When it came to music videos for this week's Theme Thursday, the first thing that popped into my mind was Tim Hardin's "Reason to Believe". I chose the original version with Tim singing over Rod Stewart's admittedly better selling one because (a) I can't stand Rod Stewart, and (b) because I think what Stewart did to this beautiful song was an abomination. I know, I'm a heretic. Then again, I've made a career of heresy.


The other song that occurred to me was another old favorite - Tracy Chapman's "Give Me One Reason". No need for choosing between original or cover versions of this one; nobody could ever do this song like Tracy. Enjoy!


Photos & text © 2009 & 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger

Friday, September 03, 2010

Earl Looms...


... and provides some entertainment:




Those surfing shots were the rare ones; the sets were very far apart, and most of the waves were no more than knee or waist high. At 5:15 PM the wind still hasn't picked up, and I'm wondering now if it ever will. Technically the height of the storm isn't supposed to pass off Nantucket Island until around midnight tonight, so the storm, even here, isn't expected to intensify until after dark. But it has also weakened considerably, dropping from a Category 4 to a Category 1 in the course of about 18 hours and hanging farther off the coast than originally forecast. I think we dodged a bullet, although I'm disappointed that we didn't get better surfing. Oh well...

© 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger

Sunday, August 08, 2010

Groovin' On a Sunday Afternoon

Okay, so most of these shots were taken in the morning! But you get the idea. Today was our biweekly bird walk, and this week we were all over the place - the Third Beach salt marsh, Gooseneck Cove, and Brenton Point. Most of the birds were spotted through binoculars and were out of camera range, even with my telephoto. But some good shots were to be had once we got to Brenton Point.

This is the bonus shot of the day - a tagged and banded Ruddy Turnstone, a bird in the Sandpiper family. When I report this to our RI birding network, this tag info will be passed on and the taggers will be able to follow the path of this particular bird. Science in action!

There were a good three dozen Ruddies scattered along the rocks and seaweed piles out at Brenton Point, and they were sharing their space with a bunch of Semipalmated Plovers, of which this little guy is a prime example. Cute little critters, aren't they?

Brenton Point is kite central this time of year. Being at the confluence of Narragansett Bay into the Atlantic Ocean, this is a prime spot for great breezes. We were there a tad early for the usual kiter crowd, but they were starting to gear up as we were wrapping up our visit. This cobra kite was the most impressive up at the time.

On the way back into town I stopped by Tern Rock in Gooseneck Cove to watch the Double-crested Cormorants. As I've showed you before, earlier in the season this rock serves as a nesting colony for Common Terns, but once the young'uns have fledged the Terns move off and the Cormorants move in. They'll be there well into October, when they'll head south for the Winter. They'll be replaced by Great Cormorants, who winter here. But not on this rock; Great Cormorants prefer ocean rocks. I guess they like the surf!

Of course, having given you the song title in the subject line of this post, I can't leave without posting a music video. So here you go - Felix Cavaliere and the Young Rascals with their 1967 hit "Groovin'" (yeah, we're in the WayBack machine again!):


As a bonus, how about the Young Rascals' other big hit, which is a bit more appropriate to the time of day these shots were taken - "It's a Beautiful Morning"? And wouldn't you know it, I found a video of Felix performing it live at the rotunda on Easton's Beach in Newport back in 1997. Gotta love the Universe's odd little tricks!



Photos & text © 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Sunday by the Water - Salt Marsh and Surfing

Today was the biweekly bird walk, but July is birding doldrums time around here, so there wasn't much interesting on today's walk. Afterward I went down to Ballard Park only to be driven out by swarms of Deer Flies. But Gooseneck Cove had beauties to bestow; it was close to high tide, and in July the lush green rising out of tidal water is somehow very moving for me. No matter how harsh and bright the light, this aspect of a salt marsh always looks so much softer.




After that I went over to the Cliff Walk at Ruggles Ave. There was a high surf advisory up, and the waves looked good when Mark and I drove by Sachuest Beach on the way to the bird walk. So I hopped over to Ruggles after all my other wanderings to see what the gang was up to on the waves. I'll have to admit they weren't particularly awesome waves, but some people were getting some good long runs, and the surf provided enough drama for three of my kind of surfing shot - lots of splash and lots of movement. And that handsome lad in the first shot is my good buddy Marty Casey, looking every inch the cool dude that he is. Enjoy!




© 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Napatree Point

I got waylaid by my friend Bob Weaver yesterday afternoon and was invited to go along with him and Rey Larsen on a shore bird census trip to Napatree Point in Westerly, RI this morning; Rey was doing the counting while Bob and I would be along to photograph everything in sight. Napatree is a barrier beach that stretches out from the Watch Hill area of Westerly and shelters the Little Narragansett Bay from the Long Island Sound. It's typically lovely barrier beach country - beaches, dunes, and some great birds.

After parking in the lot by Watch Hill Cove, we walked west along the bay-side beach.



While walking this stretch we noticed an Osprey pretty much flying right at us, followed by a Tern who looked as if it was chasing the Osprey out of its territory. There are two Osprey platforms on Napatree Point, but only one is occupied this year. You can see it from this point on the bay-side shore, but we were able to get closer to the nest on the ocean side, so you'll have to wait until we round the point and get over there.



Along this stretch we also ran into lots of little Sanderlings scurrying about their business, as well as a Mama Spotted Sandpiper herding her chick. Unfortunately this side of the point is mostly covered in pebbles and gravel rather than sand, and the birds were blending in too well. But as luck would have it, at one point we had to leave the water's edge and follow a path through dunes and grass and salt marsh, and at one point we ran across another Spotted Sandpiper on an old bit of dock apparently washed way inland by a storm. It seemed to want to hang out on this little stage and pose for us; Bob thought there was probably a nest nearby and this one was making sure we made no threatening moves.


Nearing the end of the Point we came across a flock of 7 American Oystercatchers who seemed to want to move along with us, giving us ample occasions for photo sessions. These are the two best shots I got.



Rounding the rough and rocky point we come to the ocean-side beach, which is dominated by nesting Osprey, Piping Plovers, and Least Terns. The Plovers and Terns are endangered species and their nesting areas are roped off and signs posted to stay out. Osprey, like Bald Eagles and other raptors, were once endangered but have benefited from the effort made to save them; they're back up to a healthy population these days. The nest here on Napatree has three chicks, but I wasn't able to get a shot with all of them; at least I got a shot with proud parent (without the other adult present for comparison I can't tell if this is Mama or Papa; both share parenting duties), one full shot of a baby, and the very top of the head of another there in the lower left of the shot.


Rey counted 27 Piping Plovers, 9 of which were chicks. This is a great count, and a sign that this endangered species is recovering slowly but surely. Here's one of the adults


The Least Terns were still sitting on their nests, so there was much avian consternation as we walked down this stretch of beach, especially when we discovered one actually sitting on a nest. When we stopped to take pictures the Tern world erupted and we were being dive-bombed by orange-billed harpies. The nest-sitter even left the nest to join in the festivities. Bob and I tried to get shots of the Terns in flight, but they're just too fast, at least for my reflexes. The nest-sitter eventually returned to the nest, and I managed to get decent shots of it walking back to the site and then firmly ensconced on the nest.



And finally we come to the end of this hike. I'm told this dune at the Watch Hill end of the beach is famous. I can testify that it's tough on the thighs and is excellent aerobic exercise (puff, pant, puff, pant!); my cardiologist would heartily approve of me tackling this.


And that was today's adventure. I hope you enjoyed coming along!

© 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger

Tuesday, May 04, 2010

Wanna Go For a Ride?

Heh, heh! This particular puppy got a way better ride than just hanging out the car window. These shots were taken at Belmont Beach at the end of Marine Ave. on the Cliff Walk.





Photos © 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger

Monday, April 05, 2010

Fun, Fun, Fun at the Beach!

Yeah, you read that right. Not for humans, though; the water's way too cold for any dipping in the water unless you're wearing a wetsuit. But the dogs didn't seem to mind a frolic on the beach on this gorgeous, knock-yer-eyes-out Spring day that included much fun in the water. I was on the Cliff Walk for a while and came across a scene on Belmont Beach at the end of Marine Ave. While a Song Sparrow serenaded them from a sprouting Beach Rose bush (left) and a Common Loon looked on from out in the ocean (right)...























... these three dogs were in full frolic. Their masters were boring, way too busy talking to each other and paying only minimal attention to their pets. For instance, this poor pup is desperately trying to get his master's attention: "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Throw the ball! Please? Throwtheballthrowtheballthrowtheball! You know you want to!"



Meanwhile, the other two are running up and down the beach, wrestling in the water, and running up to shake the water all over their masters to get them to come frolic with them. Here's the water wrestling:



Then a little shake, shake, shake!



And then it's, "Let's go shake on them, too! Maybe then they'll come and play!"


© 2010 by A. Roy Hilbinger