William & I had a 2 hour helicopter flight over the dunes to the sea. Utterly fantastic. The doors were taken off to allow freedom to photograph. The wind buffeting was incredible. When William leaned across to take a photo out of my side the wind rushed where he had been sitting & it felt like I was being pushed out of the cabin. It was much much harder to shoot than I had expected. The camera lens was juddering fiercely in the wind and while the pix of the dunes are probably ok (not had time to look at time of writing) we found a couple of groups of Oryx and one was on the top of a dune. Unfortunately all those images are not sharp. They look ok-ish on the screen at 72dpi but I wont be able to do anything else with them. A wise photographer (a woman, of course) said to me some years ago, Anne, some pictures you have to take in your heart.
We were completely exhausted when we finished and my face felt like I had been repeatedly slapped just from the wind. I must admit to being a tad nervous and made sure that nothing, absolutely nothing could come loose and fly into the rotor. Every one in the helicopter business is very aware of that awful accident in NZ.