Never gets old. Some images from a previous year. Reminds me to get back there soon.
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London and New York (for Aleen)
Back to the River Braan.
After just a few short days the leaves have taken on a much more autumnal hue. The days are colder and near to freezing at sunrise. Lots of empty acorn cupules lying on the forest floor but no acorns so let’s hope they are all squirrelled away (literally) for the winter. The erosion of the rocks has carved out some beautiful forms and today we noticed some long strata of quartz stretching across the river.
Another lovely day out in the company of Niall and Joe.
Seasons Turning
Dunkeld, Scotland.
An early morning visit to the river Braan reveals the subtle change in hue and tone across the forest as Autumn creeps in.
The sunlight in the river valley is just beautiful. Areas of darkness punctuated by shafts of light that light up the leaves like lanterns of green and yellow.
It’s a bit too much work to write up all the camera settings etc but if anyone is interested to know I would be happy to message you back.
Once again a big thanks to Manoj for the company and the chat.
Loch Chon as the Heavens opened.
Loch Chon Rain and Reeds
Camera work: Canon 5D3 with a 17-40L at 17mm, 0.4″@f/16, ISO 100.
Conditions: Moderate breeze. Heavy rain.
Out at Loch Chon in the Trossachs area near Aberfoyle for sun up today. Thanks Manoj for the company and your patience in the face of being soaked to the skin to get a photograph.
It rained heavily and incessantly for hours and hours. I love these conditions. It’s challenging but pays off with the beautifully muted colours and the separation the rain creates between the Island in the middle of the loch and the forest behind.
At this point I dropped my camera into the loch and my morning’s work came to an abrupt end. Had to happen someday. This is the danger of working with a tripod in the rain while up to your knees in water. I must buy one of those fancy camera bags that allow access to camera without having to juggle on open sack on your knees. My apologies to everyone I previously told that such bags were a gimmick. Consider me bitten in the bum.
Lewis and Harris
It was a delight to be back to the place that always will feel like home to me. Lewis was where I grew up and the landscape of moors, lochs, cliffs and beaches is always a tonic for me. Even more important than the place are the people. Warm, genuine and down to earth. I always leave feeling refreshed and happy. Thanks to everyone who passed time with me and with my family these last 2 months.
Harris sunset
Cliffs Near Dail Beag
Pittenweem Again
Pittenweem Harbour
A grey but fun day exploring the East Neuk of Fife again.I wanted to go back and reshoot this little beacon at Pittenweem with a long exposure. I like the composition but will need to go back to try again with better light and weather. Once again I was so focused on the camera that I didn’t even notice the seal poking around until I looked at the images on the computer at home.
Missing the Summer.
Loch Clair
Loch Clair on a mid summer sunrise. We must have been bonkers. Sleeping in the car to get eaten alive by midge to get a photo. Missing the place though and looking forward to a return.
Reaching the Beach for the Last Glow
Reaching the beach just in time for the last glow on the water.
Sunset.
Conditions: Very windy with a moderate swell. Sheltered here by the dunes.
Camera work: Canon 5D3, 25-70L lens at 30mm, 2 stopND hard grad on the sky. 4″ at f/11, iso 100.
Melt Water
The Highlands of Scotland are, in many ways a subarctic environment. Our weather is moderated and made utterly unpredictable by our position at the junction of 6 great air masses. There has always been variability over long and short cycles but, to my mind, the evidence of climate change potentiation by the gasification of fossilised carbon seems strong. To be in Glencoe in mid January with the ice melting before my eyes does make me reflect on my part in this change.
Glencoe Melting
Melting ice in a small tributary of Loch Bà on Rannoch Moor.
