Welcome to Rob's World, the (cheesily titled) homepage of Robin Rainton.
Microblog... everyday ramblings interspersed with posts from trips and other activities.
Last look back through the trees. Amazing to think it's around 1200 years old & was buried for literally centuries!
The lower, square levels here are covered in intricate carvings. Don't skip past them on the way down. Amazing stuff!
Someone told us that if you can touch one of the enclosed Buddhas & make a wish it will be granted. Here's hoping!
Photos really can't do Borobudur justice, but one has to try: more shots from between the stupas at the top. Magical!
Putting on a brave face after 2:30am start! Easily worth the sleep deprivation, even if you can't tell from this!
Dawn at the world's largest Buddhist temple. What a setting. Even clouds can't spoil this simply stunning experience.
Tried some light painting among the domes but ironically it's this shot of Jo doing the same I found most pleasing.
Stupa silhouettes atop Borobudur before dawn. Not sunlight casting shadows but floodlights just before they turn off.
Tourists climb the stairs on Borobudur temple before dawn. Numbers are limited for sunrise but certainly worth doing!
Malioboro St: famous shopping area packed with horse carts & becaks (bike taxis - often with napping drivers).
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Tour de France 2014 - Stage 18
It's not like we planned it this way, but one cannot visit France while Le Tour is on and not got and see a stage. Unlike 2012 this was a short trip though, so just the one stage this year.
However, the chosen stage was the final foray into the mountains for the race and we managed to position ourselves on the final HC climb. Usually one would take a bike and ride up the final climb before finding a spot to watch. Due to injury this wasn't an option, but we found a great spot on the first decent kick of the climb a couple kilometres from the left turn to Hautacam. And sat. And waited.
In previous years I've enjoyed taking 'serious' pictures at races but again, due to only the single stage this year, decided to stick to 'fun' pictures that tried to capture the atmosphere. Hopefully that comes over.
As the race came by I stuck a fisheye lens on the camera and held it in my uphill hand with one finger on the shutter. Yes, this produced a lot of rubbish, but it also got a few good shots and importantly it meant I could watch all the action up close without being stuck behind a viewfinder.
The most interesting thing about the whole day was that you'd think this would feel like hours of waiting - but not at all. So much happening, people to chat to and things to see. Even with the 2-4km walk up and back it's highly recommended... but next time we'll be on a bike for sure!
Europe Jul/Aug '14
We weren't really planning on having a European holiday this year, but circumstances conspired against us. So... erm... who were we to argue?
This was only three weeks, but we squeezed in some of our favourite places in the French Pyrenees (including a stage of Le Tour of course), before finding some new favourites to add!
Then over to the Ariege, on to England where we almost saw some blue skies (yes - in the 'summer' even!) before back to France, Andorra (a bit quiet but Vall d'Incles - wow!) and finally a couple of nights in Barcelona.
Kangaroo Valley, Easter '14
It's been so long since we got out of the 'city' (such as Sydney is) an Easter break was on the cards.
Pratiwi was missing the rolling green hills of Europe and Kangaroo Valley in Autumn is probably one of the closest places to Sydney to find that. Who was I to complain, as it's also one of the closer places with some half decent road climbs would be nice to test the legs and see if they still work on 500m+ climbs. Luckily all good in that department!
And also lucky: perfect weather all weekend and beautiful views from the cottage accommodation.
Smiles all round
England, Jan '13
This was the final leg of our European adventure. Winter in the UK can be fun, especially when you only have to endure a couple of weeks of it before flying off to a Sydney summer. Oh, and being dragged around various cosy city and country pubs by various long lost friends also helped
Good times... now... back to reality!