Osmaston water mill
I thought of photographing Osmaston water mill last week. In the event I didn’t and was beaten to the post (get it?) by Richard Krawiec who usefully pointed out the challenge of the walk. Not to be deterred I scoped it out on Google maps and saw there are two ways to get there. At the entrance to Osmaston Park there is a signpost with two signs; one saying ‘public footpath’ and the other saying ‘bridlepath’. They should be marked RIGHT WAY and WRONG WAY. I’m offering no prizes for guessing which one I picked. The walk is all downhill to the mill and I was starting to feel it before I reached my destination. This is not good, thought I. Also, I soon spied a sign on each side of the track, which I was viewing from the back. As I walked past them, I turned to see they both said PRIVATE PROPERTY and NO PUBLIC ACCESS. Oops! Anyway, no one accosted me. I probably appear on someone’s CCTV, but don’t we all in our most spied upon nation in Europe.
I finally arrived to find that a) through lack of proper planning the sun was behind the mill and b) it’s surrounded by a fence bearing more ‘private property’ signs. This severely limits the available compositions. I stood on the non-trespassing side of the fence while the camera and tripod were on the other side. If anyone wants to sue my camera for trespass it will assert its right to remain silent!
Then the return leg – by the RIGHT WAY this time. Much stopping was required to allow the aging legs to rest but the car was successfully reached without recourse to Osmaston village’s defibrillator. There’s a moral in all this drivel somewhere.
Osmaston water mill
I thought of photographing Osmaston water mill last week. In the event I didn’t and was beaten to the post (get it?) by Richard Krawiec who usefully pointed out the challenge of the walk. Not to be deterred I scoped it out on Google maps and saw there are two ways to get there. At the entrance to Osmaston Park there is a signpost with two signs; one saying ‘public footpath’ and the other saying ‘bridlepath’. They should be marked RIGHT WAY and WRONG WAY. I’m offering no prizes for guessing which one I picked. The walk is all downhill to the mill and I was starting to feel it before I reached my destination. This is not good, thought I. Also, I soon spied a sign on each side of the track, which I was viewing from the back. As I walked past them, I turned to see they both said PRIVATE PROPERTY and NO PUBLIC ACCESS. Oops! Anyway, no one accosted me. I probably appear on someone’s CCTV, but don’t we all in our most spied upon nation in Europe.
I finally arrived to find that a) through lack of proper planning the sun was behind the mill and b) it’s surrounded by a fence bearing more ‘private property’ signs. This severely limits the available compositions. I stood on the non-trespassing side of the fence while the camera and tripod were on the other side. If anyone wants to sue my camera for trespass it will assert its right to remain silent!
Then the return leg – by the RIGHT WAY this time. Much stopping was required to allow the aging legs to rest but the car was successfully reached without recourse to Osmaston village’s defibrillator. There’s a moral in all this drivel somewhere.