Qik is a little piece of software that enables you to stream videos directly from your phone to the Web. Use it to stream engaging videos to your friends in Facebook, Twitter, etc. or as your camcorder to capture entertaining and special moments.
With Qik you can stream engaging video live from your phone to the world or use your phone like a camcorder to capture entertaining, interesting and special moments. Go LIVE with your life by streaming anytime, anywhere—right from your phone. Be an eyewitness, capture those first steps, or whip up your own streaming video blog. There are just a million and one uses of Qik.
This is one of the coolest Web things I have played with in a long time. Let me know what you think.
I can remember when I was 5 years old and had formulated a theory of how electric motors worked. I got as far as electricity, currents and forces but how the forces "knew" what to do was a mystery to me! So began a career in electronics. In the last 23 years I have been involved in product development, embedded software design, engineering management, technology and innovation management, marketing and business development.
In short it has to date been a rewarding and fascinating time. As a self confessed techie, I love being involved in the latest and most interesting innovations, especially those impacting our everyday lives
I have been a SCUBA diver for more than 18 years now and in that time have had the opportunity to dive extensively throughout South Australia. I've dived elsewhere and yes, tropical water is wonderful but my soft spot is for the dramatic offshore waters of Australia's Southern coast. It may be cold but the dramatic scale of walls, caves, ledges, kelp, dolphins, seals, reef fish, oceanic pelagics and the odd rather too large for comfort predator make for what South Australian diving stands for!!
My favorite dive location is Allthorpe Island off the coast of South Australia's York Peninsula. My favorite shore dive is Chinaman's Hat, again on South Australia's York Peninsula.
I wish I could say how many dives I have done but for 10 years I kept no record of my diving, an oversight I now regret, many hundreds I'd say at a pinch! I now teach others to dive and my enthusiasm for the salty realm is as strong as ever.
I have been involved in this mad sport for nearly 20 years now and can be found at the bottom of the pool on a regular basis. We play weekly at the Adelaide Aquatics Centre with formally organised teams and games. After the game you will almost certainly find us continuing the proceedings at a nearby watering hole!
Underwater hockey is very similar to field hockey in the way it is played with 6 players in the game per side and 4 players as interchange. We use a puck which, although looks like an ice hockey puck, is made of plastic coated lead. The hockey stick is very short, about 20cm long and is held in one hand. The entire game is played at the bottom of the pool while holding your breath!
Underwater Hockey started in England in 1954, but it was not until 1984 that the first World Championships took place in Chicago , USA where Australia made a clean sweep in Men’s and Women’s winning in both team events. Australian Open UWH Championships were held in 1975. The Women’s UWH Titles commenced in 1981, with the Junior UWH Championships commencing in 1990.
I could could tell you a bit about who I am but I'm afraid the story would be obsolete before you get to read it. So let me give you a little of who I am at the time of writing this text. I am having a rich and adventurous life, full of "life experiences" as they say and it is my intention to keep things that way!
I presently live in the quiet city of Adelaide in South Australia. Adelaide may be quiet to some but believe me, there is plenty here to keep anyone thoroughly engaged, enthralled and occupied! You might just have to put in a bit of effort to find it sometimes!
My most recent passion has become the pursuit of excellence in teaching scuba divers. For me it has been a wonderful experience in bringing the brand new uninitiated into a world I have had many privileged years to be part of. Such a stark contrast from my previous life in the world of electronics, technology and computing.
That all being said I am still a technologist at heart and keep my ears to the ground and my eyes out for the latest, the greatest and most fun new things to play with. Today's new ideas may seem like fun and folly for the early adopters but history has shown that the future depends on us. If it were not for our insatiable appetite for ever new and more complex things to fill our lives with then I'm sure we would all still be living in caves and wondering "is this all there is!!".
Of all our gorgeous Southern Australian marine critters there are few as beautiful as our Southern Blue Devil.
Timid, elegant, graceful and a dazzlingly iridescent blue, their grumpy expression seems at odds with their vibrant colour. They are a fish that always make me smile when encountered on a dive.
Normally a shy and reclusive fish, I struggle getting close to blue devils. They are are never far from some deep ledge or cave and almost always retreat back into the gloom when approached.
Imagine my shear delight on a recent night dive on the wreck of the ex HMAS Hobart where I counted at least ten of them roaming the sunken growth encrusted decks. I’d never seen so many on a single dive and never out in the open like then.
That amazing dive left me grinning for days and will always be remembered as the night I dived with the beautiful blue devils.
It was a churning, swirly night dive under Port Noarlunga Jetty. The seas were breaking over the reef creating confusing eddies. Even my compass seemed to have a mind of its own.
The white light from our torches turned the undersea world into a milky haze like swimming through swirling fog. Pretty soon it became all too bright so I changed to red light and Jess turned off her torch completely to immerse herself in the soft ambient glow from the jetty lights above.
Diving with only red light takes a little getting used to but is a wonderful way to approach critters without alarming them. This little gurnard perch was more than happy for me to nestle down alongside, admire its stoic pose and capture a few images.
I’m looking forward to more red light night dives from now on.
Expansive vistas are hard. Looking out over a landscape that takes your breath away and trying to articulate to someone else why is the realm of poets. It’s not easily expressed.
It’s easy to see why you say; “just look at it, out there, at all of it!’ And that’s it right there, the ‘all of it’. That’s a tall order to share with someone not standing beside you.
Sometimes, in amongst the ‘all of it’, there’s an idea, a theme, a novelty that draws me in. A simple geometry, a minimalist interpretation, a rendered narrative, or an expanse of negative space might be just the thing that inspires me to share.
The sun descending in the west, a landscape in silhouette, and a hint of the ocean beyond an industrial vista is only a tiny part of ‘all of it’ but tonight it took my breath away.
This serpentine landscape has probably lay here unseen, unnoticed, unadored. Perhaps someone keen on Google Earthing may have noticed as they explore in the digital realm.
For me its a wonderful discovery as I fly over this landscape on my way home. The more I discover about the Barker Inlet wetlands the more I love.
The temperature climbed to 40 degreesC today and with 38 degrees predicted for tomorrow.
For now the Gilman wetlands have plenty of surface water with hundreds of waterfowl taking respite from the heat. It will however be interesting to watch this place change over the coming summer months.
For now this Gilman cluster of pelicans are just happy to be in the water.
Looking out over the Mundi Mundi plains the allure of the Australian outback is palpable. The vista is breathtakingly expansive, the remoteness liberating.
As that fiery orb sets over the Bimbowrie Conservation Park, bringing a relieving coolness to the day, I’m reminded why we call her a sunburned country.
One of the most iconic images of automotive history, the Rolls Royce Spirit of Ecstasy, a symbol of opulence and wealth, carries with it a hint of another a story. A story of forbidden love and of tragedy.
Here she sits, no longer being driven, under a carport in outback Broken Hill. Her last steward, with us no more. I wonder what Pro Hart thought of her as he drove her around adorning his own Rolls Royce Corniche?
The work of artist Charles Robinson Sykes, she’s known as ‘The Silver Lady’ or ‘The Flying Lady’ and sometimes as ‘Eleanor’ after Eleanor Thornton, mistress of Baron John Montagu of Beaulieu. It is strongly believed that Eleanor was Sykes model and inspiration.
In 1913 Sykes created ‘The Whisperer’, styled on the ‘Spirit of Ecstacy’, to adorn the bonnet of Montagu’s Silver Ghost. The four inch tall figurine with flowing robes and a finger pressed to her lips belied the secret love affair. Tragically Eleanor drowned two years later when she and Montagu were sailing through the Mediterranean, their ship torpedoed by a German U-Boat.
I’ll never look at a Rolls Royce quite the same again especially one with the ‘Spirit of Ecstasy’ adorning her bonnet. That statement of wealth and opulence will always be there but now I’ll see a human story too.
Mexican artist Antonio Nava Tirado's sculpture, 'Bajo El Sol Jaguar' is just one of the beautiful works created in the Broken Hill Sculpture Symposium.
Here in the Living Desert Sanctuary, twelve sandstone sculptures share the sunrise with the birds, the animals of the bush and the sounds of nature while the sunset is shared with humans and the quiet chatter of contemplation.
The Pink and Grey Cockatoo, or simply 'Galah', is probably Australia’s most ubiquitous and well known cockatoo. They are not particularly revered for their intelligence however and being called ‘a galah’ is never a flattering gesture.
We first set out on our hike, in South Australia's ‘Deep Creek’ conservation park, with hands and arms free and everything in our backpack. After several missed photo opportunities I decided that the backpack was not the place to keep the camera!
I ended up carrying my camera for the next 4 hours as we hiked to the coast and back. Swapping the camera regularly from right hand to left to balance the burden did not make it any easier. It stayed heavy regardless but at least it as always ready.
I finally captured this pair launching themselves from the grass as we approached near the end of our long and tiring hike.
When you turn onto the Arkaroola road out of Yunta you are greeted with several warnings about heading north-west.
Aside from reminding you about the dangers of heading into remote locations it proclaims the road being suitable for four wheel drives and heavy vehicles only.
Metal roads (from the latin ‘metallum’) with many creek crossings, require lots of looking after, especially after heavy rain. This road crew, with heavy grader atop a semi-trailer, has their work cut out for them keeping this 300 km stretch of outback road serviceable.
For years I’d driven up and down and around this north-south spit of land north of Port Adelaide and not realised how thin a strip of land the Lefevre Peninsula really is.
You’d think looking at Google maps or some other schematic description of the lay of this land would have given a sense of it but no, not even them.
It took the combination of two things, my daily commute and eye in the sky, to put it all into perspective and finally get a sense of this industrial transitioning to residential landscape.
To the left we have the Adelaide Submarine Corps, to the right the Pelican Point power station. With the stark white of the Viterra grain silos and the giraffe-like cranes of Outer Harbour, the row of Norfolk Island Pines on the western shoreline stand as sentinels of residential life.
This is indeed a dynamic, interesting and industrially beautiful part of Adelaide.
I wonder when that last call for drinks really was? I suspect that back in its heyday there never was a last call, just the ushering of patrons out the door.
Back in 1873 the discovery of gold here transformed an inhospitable region of the South Australian outback into a nearly 500 strong community resulting in the township of Waukaringa being proclaimed in 1888.
The Waukaringa Hotel first advertised itself the following year though perhaps had been operating unofficially from the early years of the discovery of gold here.
With the waxing and waning of other gold discoveries in the area in the early 1900s and the dependence on rain for the grazing of livestock, the town of Waukaringa declined then disappeared completely. After years of checkered trade the hotel ceased operation and was abandoned in the early 1960s.
As we sat out watching the sun set on the distant Flinders Ranges, bathing the ruins in amber light, we could only imagine what it might have been like having a drink at the Waukaringa Hotel.
As we came up out of another creek crossing, Trevor with his eagle eye spotted this ancient eye staring back at us from atop a large flat rock.
The heat from the day radiating back out from the rock slab would make this a cosy Bearded Dragon resting place for a few hours yet.
This thorny scaled reptile might not be as old as any of us but in this ancient arid landscape it certainly looks the part inheriting its DNA from a time when dragons ruled all.
Tucked in behind the Torrens Island Power Station with its two huge chimneys is a tiny new power station called the Barker Inlet Power Station.
At a glance you’d think it was part of the larger power station infrastructure but note the two brightly yellow lit stacks over to the right with their 6 stainless steel exhausts each and you realise that it’s an entirely different station.
For the geeks, the Barker Inlet Power Station’s 210MW capacity is powered by 12 Wartsila 50DF reciprocating engines. These reciprocating engines can seamlessly change between natural gas and fuel oils at full load and are significantly more efficient and versatile than the ageing gas turbines being decommissioned nearby.
This power play will take some time but I think we will eventually see the end of those iconic Torrens Island chimneys as South Australia moves toward renewables augmented with highly demand responsive generation plant like the Barker Inlet Power Station.
It's while after sunset now. The iPhones with their attention spans long since turned from sunset to social no longer observe the western sky.
Through twilight, the sky transitions through layers of orange and yellow and green before a deep blue heralds the first evening stars.
This is a special time when seabirds skim the border between sand and sea to their night time roosts and just a few witness the end of another perfect day.
A few weeks ago we visited the Jam Factory, in Seppeltsfield, and took our time enjoying the work of the various artists and craftspeople being exhibited.
Time and time again I am drawn to glass. I love the way light plays on and through the medium.
Unlike the colours of a painting or sculpture I love the way colours in glass seem to be projected out from somewhere magical place inside.
These hand blown bottles, titled ‘Transition’ by Australian artist Eileen Gordon, were presented so beautifully I felt I had to at least try and capture some of that magic.