So I flew up to Geraldton the other week and as I flew up the coast past our fair city I noticed what appeared to be – I don’t know – oil slicks? – emanating from the land.
They were all along the coast but stopped once we got past civilisation.
Of course I snuck out my electronic camera and defying the chance that the navigation on the plane would go spastic and we’d end up in Bunbury – trusting, in fact, the pilots to LOOK OUT THE WINDOW and keep the coast on their right – I took a couple of snaps.
Quickly sliding my little instamatic behind a convenient cardie when the cabin crew walked past.
So what is your best guess?
I’m buggered if I know.
UPDATE: Well you guys were rubbish at telling me what those lines were I must say! Luckily at work today I ran across Professor Jorg Imberger who is the water guru of Perth, and he told me they are the result of Langmuir circulation. Vis a vis – it is wind my friends, wind. Well you learn something every day. I am, for one, happy to learn that they aren’t the result of pollution or anything nasty.