I do like Bali dogs – most of them are friendly and love to be patted – and they are funny to watch when they play. But when I witnessed a full on street brawl in a back street of Ubud in Bali, for a few seconds I thought I was back in my home town on the streets of Surfers “Sin City” Paradise on a Friday night.
This dear little child thought I was acting like a mad Billy Goat with my camera at Jack’s Bar in Bangkok, so he grabbed his father’s camera and started to snap pictures of me. I swung around and shot him back. He sure was delighted. So were his parents. His pictures were probably better than mine. Yippee, what a hoot and howl.
Yesterday morning on the hill at Miami on the Gold Coast, Australia, I was going to snap a picture of a row of high-rise along the foreshore in the early morning light. However, I decided to wait until the sun was brighter. Just as I was about to put my camera down, this bird came zooming in from somewhere and flew right over the top of me. If I’d spotted the bird coming towards my camera beforehand, I could have braced myself and perhaps snapped the bird in focus. But I stuffed it up. It could have been a cracker. (I do not know what type of bird it is, but as you can see by its wingspan, it was a bloody big bastard. Anyway, it’s still a yippee!
This wonderful woofer loves to chase fish. After I snapped this picture on the Gold Coast, I spoke to the dog’s owner who told me it would hunt all day if it was allowed to. The woofer waits and watches until it flushes out a fish or two (no matter how big or small) – and pounces, and keeps pouncing until the fish escapes. When the fish disappear from sight, the woofer continues the search. Hooray. Queensland, Australia.