They have been working everyday round the clock to complete the beach replenishment. Let us hope a big storm will not come for a while. Inevitably the beach will erode again at some point. One big storm, wind in the wrong direction, and the tide going the wrong way – gone, our beach will be washed away again. Meanwhile, they built it up and high and dry. We’re thrilled. Rain, rain go away. Come again another day….
The ship out there, offshore, is pumping sand thru pipes onto the beach. it’s simple. Take it from there and put it there. If I thought about it for a while it wouldn’t make any sense to me either.
Sisyphus (or Sisyphos) is a figure from Greek mythology who, as king of Corinth, became infamous for his general trickery and twice cheating death. He ultimately got his comeuppance when Zeus dealt him the eternal punishment of forever rolling a boulder up a hill in the depths of Hades.
Every few years or thereabouts the Federal government comes and replenishes our beach. Last time around the beach had eroded more than 10 feet and the engineers just built it right back up. This time was no different. They added enough height that I could not see the waves breaking. The beach was widened considerably. This past summer there was barely room to put your chair down before your feet were in water breaking over your toes. I could joke that I will soon have beachfront property where I live about a mile from this beach. But they came and built it up again. Thanks. I’m obviously torn. Beach? Mess with mother nature.? Shove shit against the tide? I’m glad it’s not my call.
We went down to the beach to find the federal replenishment program in full swing. How to they do this? They pump sand onto the shore, pristine sand, from about a mile offshore using pipe to carry the sand to the beach. They lay all this enormous length of pipe. Bulldozers spread the sand pile, and, instant beach! I have mixed feelings about the process of messing with Mother Nature. But without the Feds, I would otherwise be on beachfront property about a mile from the current beach. Erosion can be impressive. The last replenishment saw the beach raised about ten feet higher. Shhh… this enormous project is akin to shoveling … against the tide. I’m still a mile from the ocean front. Does iPhone face recognition work with masks? …’cause we’re headed to the bank next.
I like the action. There are telephoto effect images to make it look more crowded. And there are people to populate the beach with activities like kite flying and fishing. It’s all interesting. Meanwhile we can stroll unimpeded. I would admit I miss the bikinis but Colleen would pinch me. Hey! Right about now it’s new year’s and they are readying to go into the ocean for new year’s day. Nope, not me.
We almost moved… not. But, there was one Saturday when the water rose and we didn’t know it. We are at sea level. And storms can come and raise the water level. But, on this particular day we were caught unaware. No rain and no storm, all the weather was out to sea. And the flooding was impressive. And the beach was gone. The water was right up to the dunes. And I thought that if the sea rose – with climate change – we would be underwater, and, perhaps we should be gone (from the neighborhood) before that sad day. Colleen had a new place picked out before the day was done. Scotland or Maine, pick. I’m sticking – for now. Packing is too nerve wracking.
Perspective. I have written about this in the past. It’s not so easy to achieve. I did it again. The beach looks like it’s teeming with people. That would be telescopic perspective bringing the fore and background crowding together. There weren’t as many people as the picture implies. Mermaids! That is what struck me about this beach cover-up. Ha! She made me look! It was the end of summer weekend at the beach.
We went down to the beach at sunset. The beach faces east; there’s no real sunset view. It had rained the day before. No big deal, it rains. But we are entering fall and the turbulent waves had done a number on the beach sand. There was a three-foot ledge from wave erosion overnight. A lot of sand had been washed away. There goes millions $$$ in beach replenishment. The towers in the distance are the bridge at the inlet. The waves speak for themselves. Our otherwise tranquil beach was roiling. I have often read about telephoto perspective. “It” compresses the scene to make things look crowded upon themselves. I did it! With a point and shoot! Sometimes, I surprise myself.
People mill around down at the beach in the early evening. Food, souvenirs, stuff, whatever. They mill, they stroll, they wait. I often wonder what is the limit of waiting. You might wait for a table at the restaurant or for that favorite ice cream flavor. How long are you willing to wait? I am generally impatient. No waiting. I get a table pretty quickly in a restaurant. It’s why I refuse to eat in some places. Their food is not memorable enough. Reservation? Yes, when necessary. Otherwise, there is no ice cream worth a wait. Sorry, I can’t tell the difference unless your ice cream is too fluffy and full of air. All of this allows us a good deal of flexibility. If the wait is brief,
I have been struggling to get wave pictures. My timing… is poor. I just figured out how to get a higher % of good shots. Pan! If you don’t know what that is, sorry. Stupid! Me! I should’ve been doing this all along. Pan the wave as it breaks. Voila! (Panning is moving the camera and following the action as you press the shutter. Move the camera in the direction – right or left – as the wave breaks.) Oh boy! This was a silly lightbulb moment for me.
We try to avoid the crowds. Why not? We live near the beach and go any time we’d like. It doesn’t mean we do. Alas, I’m being intentionally vague. I am also lucky. Colleen hates traffic and hates wrestling for a parking spot. I lived in NYC where parking was always a chore. This is a relative breeze where we live now. Hey! I can even parallel park! Mostly, we avoid the boardwalk. No need to wrestle with crowds. So, mostly, we don’t.
Waves. I am trying to catch the “curl.” We’re not talking Hawaii. I have no lofty surfer goal. But… well, I’ve been pretty hit and miss to catch a good wave shot. It finally dawned on me to pan the camera. As the wave breaks, I pan and I got a much higher number of shots of the waves breaking. It’s work in progress. A movie would probably be challenging too. Hey! I’m working all of this out on my own. It was another “Duh!” moment. How did I never think of panning before? Afterwards, I feel silly for not thinking. If not for an occasional “Aha!” moment photography wouldn’t be so challenging.
This pair lined up perpendicular to the incoming wave and backed their way onto the beach. As you can see they took a tumble. I saw it coming. I got one shot. They both fell out. It seemed that was the plan. I think you could be more elegant. I’m ok. I got a shot. Embarrassed? Not me. Maybe, they will work on better technique?
It’s been many years since I was in Atlantic City. It’s a gambling mecca. It’s failing. Probably not. But it is (failing). Since I was here, many shops and restaurants have closed. The whole boardwalk is more sleazy as well as the rundown neighborhood behind the boardwalk. I have the impression the place is in foreclosure. Of course, it’s not. There’s plenty of money around and judging from the billboards, there are lots of headliners in the clubs. Sex, gambling, booze, and the beach, what a combination. But, I don’t think I will return. The last time I was here I lost $5 – to the parking fee. This time I found free street parking.
We saw a beach ad on a billboard. The beach, our beach, was full of umbrellas. Wow! It was crowded. Not really, the picture makes the beach look worse than it is. There’s plenty of space. Really! The umbrellas cover a lot of area. There’s plenty of sand to go around. I kid you not. Now go away!
I have never heard the term – photobomb. Oh well, you learn new things every day. Thanks Emma. All I know is that these days say “bomb” and the CIA is listening in on your phone.
I’d like to remember 9/11. I got married (the first time) on that date. And now, it’s completely different because of terrorism. The raw pain and anguish has finally subsided this year. Life has moved on. Like other historical horrors, this event has lost its edge. I suppose for an entire generation it will have about the same historical meaning as “Pearl Harbor” which occurred years before my birth. In past years I would post a pic from that fateful day in 2001. Now, it was the beach on that day last year. This year I will be in Scotland. Nothing to note yet, I schedule posts in advance because of my busy schedule. I haven’t forgotten the day…
I have been asking groups all summer to jump. In DE it is not a native custom. So, I taught the group the secret. You raise your hands. You bend your knees. It looks like you are a star. It works. My own kids taught me. I did not discover the trick by myself. Well, here was an early try. Disco Saturday night fever?
Here’s something I learned. The Sony RX100 does a better job focusing than the Canon. This is critical at the beach when I was trying to catch a wave. The autofocus was way better. The zoom has a longer reach. Bottom line: good wave detail. It is still dependent upon the photographer to get the right moment. I didn’t quite (do it). My bad. User error… Ok!?
So, a swimmer in the heavy sea and waves – his glasses are on his forehead. Intentional? Lifeguard – sexism? – she’s in a bikini, the men are in trunks. Waves bigger than your head – is it perspective or real – real! Portrait of a gull – he really did walk right up to pick food up right next to our beach chair.
Follow-up: Maybe I spoke too soon. Or, maybe I have not mastered the focus algorithm. But the Sony does hunt and frequently fails to focus on the subject at hand. It could be user error. I have to pay attention way more. The Nikon D610 has closest focus setting that gets the subject closest to the camera. That works for the most part. I can think faster than the camera can focus. And, I am frequently in too much of hurry to worry about focus until it’s too late. So, there have been some missed shots. Sometimes there is a do over and many times not.
I just told you I don’t do motor drive. I did. Well, I shot a sequence – rapidly. I did not just press down and hope for the best. There’s some skill involved even though it was a burst of images. Ha! Whatever! Poor surfer guy. He did a show just for me. It was one and done. He left the water shortly after. It was the only wave he caught. Well, he didn’t catch it as much as it caught him. But he made a great series for me. TY
The hurricane effects were felt long before it arrived. The waves, ordinarily barely a ripple, were taller than your head. And, everyone flocked there. Tourists had no choice. Stay at home or enjoy the inclement conditions. You don’t have much choice when you paid for a weekly rental. Go in the water? It’s warm in autumn after the summer heat. What is it they say – the calm before the storm? I went to see waves and the people.
There ain’t no climate change. Nope nada none. We live in low lying terrain. What happens when it rains is no mystery. Flooding! We get an advisory for flash flood warning frequently. Sometime it does and sometimes it doesn’t. Hey! The weatherman is wrong sometimes. When he is right we have streets under water. It’s fun? to see unless you live there and have to hump your supplies to and fro. The last is a joke. Under water is no fun. The umbrellas are not under water or buried. Right?
We have been going to the beach in the morning. There is a two hour window before paid parking starts. I have a phobia about paying for parking. It’s like the internet. It’s free.
It’s very peaceful early in the morning. The serenity is palpable before the crowds arrive. Ha! Little kids sleep late? Or they eat breakfast. No matter. It’s hard to get kids to the beach early. Good for us. Hey! Someone else has/had the same idea. Two days, and they were to the right and left of us. Brilliant. Does that make me a moderate (middle)?
Why? You bring your kids and then protect them from the elements. The hat and the life vest, surely there is sunscreen slathered on. Responsible. An umbrella over your playpen? That’s way better than the man from yesterday’s post. Rent a real umbrella, yup! And be close to the lifeguard. Poor guy, he has to drag his own chair to work. Fortunately, it has not rained. Hey! We don’t go when it rains. Duh!
My original title was: “Loser”… too unkind. It could’ve happened to me.
Well, maybe wind challenged? Umm…? So this played out next to us. Poor guy. A small kid. Don’t get scorched. Put up an umbrella. Of course, if you are a tourist to the beach, go cheap. And light (weight). And, you get what you pay for. Throw good money after bad…? You can rent: hourly, daily, week – an umbrella, beach chairs. A good looking young woman will even plant the umbrella and take it away. Easy. No muss, no fuss. Ok, not a loser. Amateur! It was fun to watch. I made up a whole side bar narrative to go along with the pics. Bottom line – go with a better umbrella.