Pilgrim.

Pilgrim

I have come back to this same spot at the same time every year for the last 13 years. When the forecast is cold with no wind I know there will be a mist and the water will be still as glass. Making the same image every year is something I can do as these images are made just for me. Repeating myself is not an issue. It’s a comfort to see the turning of the season. I always go home feeling joyful. That is a form of pilgrimage, I suppose.

Soft and hard.

Canon 5D4, 28mm, ISO 100, 13 seconds @ f/16.

I was really pleased with this image. I enjoy the balance, the juxtaposition of the hard rock and the soft background as well as the colour contrast of gold to blue from left to right.

Winter at Loch Chon

Loch Chon Snow and Reeds

Back at Loch Chon to catch the snow before the thaw. Arrived to a localised flurry of snow landing on the frozen surface of the loch. Not nearly as cold as it looks. Great company with Niall and Joe.

Conditions: Breezy with heavy snow flurries. Overcast. Needing a faster shutter speed due to the reed movement hence ISO 400.

Camerawork: Canon 5D3. 17-40L @22mm, ISO 400, 1/60″ @ f/11.

Loch Chon as the Heavens opened.

Loch Chon Rain and Reeds

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.

Missing the Summer.

Loch Clair

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.