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One of Shellie’s burning ambitions during those frosty southern winters was to photograph a hoar frost – ‘In particular, the classic photo of bare trees laden down with white sparkling icicles against a brilliant blue sky backdrop’.
Shellie had captured a few ‘mini’ hoar frosts over the years but was usually in the wrong place at the wrong time when the temperature dropped and the fog lifted to reveal the spectacular blue and white winter wonderland.
Last year (as featured in The Motor Caravanner Issue #341) she finally achieved her goal; managing to photograph an elusive hoar frost for just thirty minutes. This year however, David and Shellie have set up a permanent base in Twizel and the weather has finally played nice for the determined photographer – enabling her to capture our cover image and the stunning shots in this six-page feature.
“The hoar frost lasted for five days,” said Shellie. “Most of the time it was in fog; although for two days it was low cloud, so clear underneath for photos. On the last day the sun came out for a very short time before fog descended again. Then in the afternoon the sun came back and the thaw happened within an hour,” says Shellie.
Asked what it was like spending hours out in freezing temperatures, Shellie said: “It actually wasn’t that bad hovering around -1c to -6c each day, it’s a dry cold, and mostly no wind chill, a bit like dry ice. Unlike the -9 to -11c we had for a few days earlier in the month.
“Or maybe it was because I also dress for the weather and I was rushing here, there and everywhere!”