Back at the Stacks
Well I had a completely different story to tell you today, but I'm afraid it's going to have to wait until I get home from Lanzarote, where Ali and I arrived a couple of days ago. I had a story written and ready to go with a beach scene that I was excited to share from Vik a couple of months ago. But Flickr is much easier to to use on the web desktop than it is here on my phone or my Chromebook which has crashed twice before I could even type the first sentence. So here you have it, typos warts and all in the tale of last Sunday's meeting with Lloyd at Land's End. Hopefully I can get through a few words on my phone without another crash, and hopefully the image will upload on the hotel WiFi without incident instead of bruising my data allowance, even if we are in a roam free destination.
I was glad when Lloyd suggested Land's End. At the time of his arrival, it seemed likely that I'd only have the one opportunity to tag along with his Cornish adventures this autumn. With various commitments in the week ahead and a flight to catch the following weekend, openings looked slim. Land's End was a place I'd not been down to for some time, and in the strong winds it seemed a good chance to train the long lens on some big waves crashing into Longships Lighthouse. Did you see Lloyd's image a couple of days ago? There's your proof then. As we caught up with the gaps since we last met up at Godrevy in April, we moved around to the space on the clifftop in front of the stacks where we lined them up and hoped that standing behind suitably large boulders on the windward side of our tripods might enable some long exposures. And while there were plenty of failures, a few images shone through and offered themselves up for processing. With an enormous Iceland back catalogue and no doubt soon a healthy haul from Lanzarote to distract me, it might be a while until I check to see what else I have from this outing.
On the plus side, Lloyd and I managed to get out together a couple more times last week. I even made him a cup of tea in my van after a thoroughly soaking session at Godrevy a couple of days later. And Thursday at Trebarwith went particularly well I think. But the images all lie in wait for my return from the sun. And we're here for a long time too, so I'm going to be rather sporadic in my visits and comments for now. Apologies for that.
So sorry I can't bring you the epic tale I wrote last night to go with an Icelandic beach in a scenic mood. I'll have to do that when I get home. Thanks for watching. I'm off for a morning dip before my good intentions disappear. Heck, I can't even location tag this on the app. It wants to pretend I'm somewhere near Playa Blanca......
Back at the Stacks
Well I had a completely different story to tell you today, but I'm afraid it's going to have to wait until I get home from Lanzarote, where Ali and I arrived a couple of days ago. I had a story written and ready to go with a beach scene that I was excited to share from Vik a couple of months ago. But Flickr is much easier to to use on the web desktop than it is here on my phone or my Chromebook which has crashed twice before I could even type the first sentence. So here you have it, typos warts and all in the tale of last Sunday's meeting with Lloyd at Land's End. Hopefully I can get through a few words on my phone without another crash, and hopefully the image will upload on the hotel WiFi without incident instead of bruising my data allowance, even if we are in a roam free destination.
I was glad when Lloyd suggested Land's End. At the time of his arrival, it seemed likely that I'd only have the one opportunity to tag along with his Cornish adventures this autumn. With various commitments in the week ahead and a flight to catch the following weekend, openings looked slim. Land's End was a place I'd not been down to for some time, and in the strong winds it seemed a good chance to train the long lens on some big waves crashing into Longships Lighthouse. Did you see Lloyd's image a couple of days ago? There's your proof then. As we caught up with the gaps since we last met up at Godrevy in April, we moved around to the space on the clifftop in front of the stacks where we lined them up and hoped that standing behind suitably large boulders on the windward side of our tripods might enable some long exposures. And while there were plenty of failures, a few images shone through and offered themselves up for processing. With an enormous Iceland back catalogue and no doubt soon a healthy haul from Lanzarote to distract me, it might be a while until I check to see what else I have from this outing.
On the plus side, Lloyd and I managed to get out together a couple more times last week. I even made him a cup of tea in my van after a thoroughly soaking session at Godrevy a couple of days later. And Thursday at Trebarwith went particularly well I think. But the images all lie in wait for my return from the sun. And we're here for a long time too, so I'm going to be rather sporadic in my visits and comments for now. Apologies for that.
So sorry I can't bring you the epic tale I wrote last night to go with an Icelandic beach in a scenic mood. I'll have to do that when I get home. Thanks for watching. I'm off for a morning dip before my good intentions disappear. Heck, I can't even location tag this on the app. It wants to pretend I'm somewhere near Playa Blanca......