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2016年9月17日 星期六

The Precious Sun (可貴的太陽)

The moment the first man looked at that disc of fire in heaven called the sun, it has been worshipped. I leave it to anthropologists to tell us why. But from the moment I first took up amateur photography, I have become an incurable sun chaser. So when the sun is out, it's difficult to resist the temptation of going out too. I succumbed on Mid-Autumn Festival holiday. I went to one of the best beaches in the Sai Kung area, Long Ke.



But before I go there, I had first to reach the end of the huge East Dam at High Island Reservoir



Plenty of clouds. But not so thick as to obscure the sun.


 
The straight upward folds of the rocks form part of the natural exhibits of the this UN geological park at the start of the trek down to the beach. 



The waters of the reservoir look calm.



A tree was displaying its allures in the morning sun



Two new leaves were putting in their appearance amongst their brethren.



A number of early risers were already in the sea before the holiday crowd streamed in from the hill sides


 
 Another fun seeker coming in 



Our path was in the middle of a smooth slope.



The water forms little eddies as it meets the column-like rocks below our path.


 
The rocky shore is dotted with a number of sea caves the formation of which we first learned about in high school.


 
Two of such sea caves


 
At the furthest end of the peninsula, the sea had cut off its tip.



It was an easy trek down from there to the beach.


I like the way the water changes color the further it is away from the beach sand


There was a neat voluntary drug withdrawal treatment centre run by a religious organization behind the beach.




Straight down the beach


The touch down to the beach.



People enjoying themselves in the sun.



The clouds split into two streams

  
I didn't see any innate of the drug treatment centre there but found a number of retired cows enjoying the sun on the beach.


The leader of the herd, basking in the sun alone.


Another loner grazing leisurely at the other side of the wave pool


 
In these days of selfies, the ox appear totally indifferent.


I strolled to the end of the beach to take a closer look at the rock formation and the sea cave closest to the beach.


  
and to enjoy the sheen conferred on the sand by the sun
 

 The peaceful wave pool blends in very well with the environment.


I like the way light forms tiny ripples and massed dots on the pool''s surface. 


the way outlines of trees flutter into fuzzying lines


and the way the water hug closely the ups and downs of the shifting shorelines



The beach is practically flat.



I enjoy looking at the vitality of youth in the sun's haze


.
This is the end of the wave pool



The iron trapped by the chalky rocks turn into yellow and brown patches, breaking the monotony of their color



The ripples of water become ripples of light



where the rocks meet the water, their colors suddenly become that much more prominent.



I really enjoy merely looking at the way sheen of light cover up more and more of the sand as the gentle waves come in during fascinating natural light show.



The sound the waves has a curiously soothing effect on me 


The color of the beach keep on changing as the sun sinks lower and lower in the sky



I could stare at them forever but one needs to keep track of return journey because it's not at all easy to get a taxi to take us back to town the later it is we leave. Which cab driver would risk travel such long distances to that remote spot at the end of the East Dam if they are not sure of getting customers.


As the sun sinks lower, its light takes on a tinge of yellow and its reflection on the wave pool

It seems that in even the muddiest pool, the clouds will not refuse to grace them with their presence.



Is that why the voluntary drug withdrawal treatment centre is located right next to it?


The setting sun is casting its shadow overs the valley


and over half the water of the beach


Paradoxically, only when the sun is hidden by the clouds does the beach recover the unity of its original color!



Another parting look at the beach



The base of the hillside with its caves are now bathed in the colors of gold


One of the boats heading back home


The path on which I started my journey earlier in the day


The color of the rock formation also changed colors



Even those budding leaves did the same.


the water behind the earth and rubble dam remains calm



The rock formation in the evening light


The setting sun behind some clouds


The color of the water became dull


 The sun is emerging again

A stream of molten gold cutting into the water



The sun behind the clouds again.



Reflections of the clouds in the darkening waters



The sun is completely down now,
.

turning the reservoir into a magical pool of myriad light


Why is that the most beautiful moments appear always at dusk



in those magical moments when the moon begins to rule the night sky again?