Ten Minutes from Home
Last Sunday I left New Plymouth heading for the ferry to cross Cook Strait.
Ten minutes south I stopped at a technology museum to photograph
this classic roller. It was raining hence the fuzz.
Another 20 or so minutes south, at Stratford I had to stop again to photograph the fire engine, sitting on top of a toy museum. I did u turns for both of them. Still, I thought that I was on a roll. It seemed a good sign.
I saw two more photos between New Plymouth and Wellington but both times the traffic was fierce and I was on the wrong side of the road. I didn't turn around on those occasions because I was concerned about getting to the ferry on time. Still I've made a mental note of their whereabouts.
Last Sunday I left New Plymouth heading for the ferry to cross Cook Strait.
Ten minutes south I stopped at a technology museum to photograph
this classic roller. It was raining hence the fuzz.
Another 20 or so minutes south, at Stratford I had to stop again to photograph the fire engine, sitting on top of a toy museum. I did u turns for both of them. Still, I thought that I was on a roll. It seemed a good sign.
I saw two more photos between New Plymouth and Wellington but both times the traffic was fierce and I was on the wrong side of the road. I didn't turn around on those occasions because I was concerned about getting to the ferry on time. Still I've made a mental note of their whereabouts.
