The ocean in flames (serene)

A normal day in another planet. It has to be one where their days are shades of orange and red, and their sunsets an intense blue, with fishermen in their boats coming back again before our shared darkness of stars.

Crasshhhh

 

Yesterday there was no post… I was the whole day in a construction and at the end of the day it was a celebration with cigarettes and beer. I don’t like neither, but it was needed because the tradition in Peru and Bolivia to celebrate with the workers the finishing of a roof. Anyway, better to post know with a clear mind than one with booze.

Flowers for the ocean

 

The boats sleeping along the coast. A fisherman fights to get the coast before the night catch him in the high seas.

Orange shores of a turquoise ocean

Arrangement in orange

I had already left the part where the Ilo river meets the ocean. I wanted to walk a bit more before the lunch, just because I prefer to use my legs to know the world. This is the chronicle of that walking.

Orange land

wave slap!

Ilo city has the most beautiful sandy beaches of the Peruvian south, but they are here and there; mostly the shoreline is rocky, mostly a kind of orange, they resemble prehistoric animals coming back to the sea.

Last days of winter

in the bottom

Dinosaur egg

Solidness

Green and black

Fracture in the landscape

I hear all of you

Machines to hear the sea…

Say me blue

Four against the waves

The sea in Ilo is strange. It has turquoise mainly, but also sometimes it’s a milky silver, a pure blue, the sunset gives to it other palettes. It’s usually pacific.

enduring

Those days of winter, the water seemed made of ice, you could think in an iceberg melting.

Prepare for impact!

Waiting the sun of the west

Park of rocks

Little head seeing the bit of open sky

Time runs so I walked till this park, it’s designed with emphasis in preserve the natural rocks.

Glimpse to the ships

The artisanal ships of the fishermen crown the line of the sea. They can come so far as 1700 kilometers (one thousand miles) from the North of Peru.

Line of ships

Inside the kingdom of rocks

End

So it was time to lunch. I went to the fishermen terminal where the fish is fished the same day.  Even more if you are a fisherman or fisherwoman you can bring your own fish to be cooked there.

From the sea

Walker of the sea

Lord of the dressed dogs

I was taking a picture of the Pacific Ocean and suddenly a little dog got close to me barking and running. I saw upwards and there was this gentleman with dogs, every one of them dressed. At first I thought perhaps he was hired to watch them but the trust of the dogs on him makes me think that he’s the owner. I climbed the stairs and took a picture, they all seemed abstracted into the twilight landscape.

The photo was taken weeks ago when we were in winter and you, if you live in the Northern hemisphere, in summer. Coming from a place where always is cold to me the coast is quite hot even in winter so always I was surprised to see the people with jackets and even the dogs with clothes!

Memories of Primal Earth

At least! Tomorrow I’m on my way to Ilo city, the place in the photo is in the heart of the city, Can you believe that a city has a sea in his center? So I’m traveling after an attack coordinated of virus to my system (a flu) and to my laptop (informatic) for work… meh!

I hope not more than two days. As usual I’ll schedule posts in advance ;-)

“Good morning, and in case I don’t see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!” ;-)

Stone Circle of Dragons

Advancing to the sea before the long night

old dragons breath ancient fire

their black skin blends with twilight silhouette

an ancient sea relieves hurt hot wings

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They would love to fly, to raise! The sky is so far…

once lords they now wait red moonlight

a silent incantation of hope to break the spell

confining them to legends and myths

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Drums of war are their hearts, lava for the last fight.

The worst wound a shame that burns:

be caged in rocks whom before were a proud kin

precisely them, a race of kings!

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The caste of the Stone Circle of Dragons awaits

advancing before the long night…

to a promised redemption made of red moonlight

silently, slowly… into the old sea

Bearing up solar winds

Ilo city… yesterday a customer called from there so tomorrow I’m travelling, it’s for work so probably I’m not going to have time to take some pictures, and we’re in winter so probably the sky is going to have that apathetic gray. in any case I’m going to schedule a pair of posts ahead ;-)

I liked this landscape from the shores of Pacific Ocean in Ilo because the sun seemed so strong that almost it seemed capable to move with its light the ship… it was in the last days of the summer in March…

In the heart of the city a wild sea

I presented before a similar photograph, but this is actually a photograph stitched from two horizontal photographs, I took one for the sea and another for the sky, usually it’s recommended to take vertical photographs to stitch but the moving nature of the waves could have ended in an imperfect stitch.