It's been done to death, but I hadn't had a go at this so I thought I would give it a go. Camera on a tripod in the passenger seat, everything set to manual and a cable release used to fire the shutter.
I have long admired shots of jetties and piers at either end of the day and I finally got chance to have a go. Massive cliche I know, but I had never tried it. This jetty is near the turn off for Ashness Bridge along the shore of Derwent Water in the Lake District, England. My camera club took it's usual annual long weekend jaunt, this time to Cumbria and Ben and I ventured out into the rainy evening, standing watching the rain waiting for a break for that all important sunset shot. The sunset came and went with cloud mostly obscuring it, but we scraped a few shots out of it making good use of rain sleeves for the cameras and waterproof clothes for us. For me, this is the shot that made the trip all worthwhile.
A short trip down the coast from Morecambe is Heysham where the remains of this chapel stand. We ventured out for sunset, we got a nice warm light, but the sun ended up being obscured by clouds as is often the case. These rocks are what's left of the original tombs cut out of the rock, you can see the crude human form shape in the rock, currently occupied by rain water from a very recent downpour.
OK, so they aren't shags, but where's the fun in that? They are statues of cormorants on a rock at the start of the stone jetty in Morecambe. This was just about the best sunset we got, mostly we just got wet.
And so our annual club trip arrived and went in seemingly no time at all, but the first full day of me being there saw me heading for Corfe for sunrise. Having never been to the location, I just narrowly missed the sunrise due to trying to find the right spot, but I know for next time. Once on location, I wasn't going to waste the early start, so started snapping away first taking straight forward landscape images, then it occurred to me, this mist in the valley would look great in a panoramic shot, and here is the result. It's not bad, even if I do say so myself, at least it's pleasing to my eye. Met a couple of friendly photographers up there who merrily took the mick out of me missing the sunrise, but it was all good natured banter and they shared what they had got, I'm not jealous.... honest.
This may or may not be the same squirrel as my last post, they were running from all directions it was hard to follow how many I'd seen or whether it was just one or two darting around. Another in the "furry bullet" series. :) This squirrel is a little darker as it was in the shade this time.
This is Rustle, so named because I heard him among the leaves way before I saw him. A skittish little fellah who posed very briefly on my visit to Brownsea island. I have nicknamed red squirrels as "furry bullets", because most of the time they were running around so fast I was unable to catch a shot, this and a couple of other shots were luck more than anything.
Something a little unusual for me, we were away for the weekend with my camera club and one of the days it rained hard, and I was feeling rough, so we went to the butterfly farm. I have no idea what kind of butterfly this is, it was a little too large to be native to this country, so if anyone wants to have a crack at it, feel free.
On the hunt for a decent landscape for assignment 4 of my photography course, I made my way to Padley Gorge and spent a couple of hours there. I'm really glad I chose to wear wellies, it was really muddy and wet, and I really tested how waterproof they were.