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This weeks Saturday Night Special is a pair of NYC sharks at Storrs Jct. in Cincinnati, OH on 11/12/1966. No photographer listed on this slide from my collection.
Haven't been out much with the camera lately. So I thought I'd visit an old favourite spot and catch some clouds.
Windermere, Cumbria
The grandly-named ‘Temple of Naval Heroes’ stands at the end of a narrow causeway that leads from the grounds of Storrs Hall out into the water, offering magnificent views up and down the lake.
The temple was constructed by Sir John Legard of Storrs Hall as an ornament to the new house he had built in the last years of the eighteenth century, and as an expression of his patriotism, Sir John being ‘passionately attached to his country’.
The octagonal building carries plaques celebrating four great naval victors in the ongoing war against the French– Admirals Howe, St Vincent, Duncan and Nelson.
What a morning!!
After an early rise (0300hrs) and a strenuous walk up The Storr this is what unfolded! It was as if the sky was on fire!
Truly spectacular!
The climb to the Storr ridge is not really all that terrible if you are fit and healthy. I would probably have run up the hill once upon a time and thought nothing of it. Alas, these days carrying a hefty camera pack and a tripod a gentle walk up the hill seems like a full blown Himalayan expedition. That was why I found myself resting for an extended period of time on the ridge side before making the push to the top. So whilst sitting there gasping for breath I thought I may as well take the opportunity for a panoramic shot of the view.
Climbing up past the fairly crowded natural viewing platform from which most view the Old Man of Storr, we climb high on The Storr itself to have a fantastic view back down to the Old Man and Loch Leathan far below those dramatic rock stacks. A Harr still clings to the remote bays and inlets of the sea far below it all.
An eerie early morning dark climb up to the Old Man of Storr in thick mist is not for the faint hearted. I was the only person to venture out and when I thought I had finally made my way up to the plateau above the Pinnacles, I couldn't see a thing. I sat here for almost an hour hoping things might improve and the Old Man would become visible. I had broke out my flask and was about to think about going back down as the wind picked up and then wow!
The sun started to show signs of breaking through the cloud and mist and the Old Man was revealed in fleeting glimpses. I got the camera out and the show began!
The old man awakes, a five shot pano of this stunning vista on the isle of skye. Its been hard work here on skye, trying to get shots in between two hurricanes, and some of the heaviest rain I've ever witnessed, at times you have to just hang on to your tripod to stop it been blown away, its still been worth it though, as just now and again the island just shows you glimpses of its beauty!! , please view full size for best effect
five shots taken in portrait, 17-40 f 4 lee chocolate grad, lee 0,9 ND grad
The Isle of Skye is a beautiful location with some amazing and varied landscapes to be seen. Unfortunately the island also has the most changeable weather I have ever seen with sunshine giving way to gale force winds and horizontal rain within the space of 5 minutes.
I approached the climb to the Storr on a pleasant sunny evening hoping for some nice light on the rock stacks and some good colour in the clouds in the background. What I got after an hour of climbing was a wind that was so strong I could barely stand up with rain that felt like being stabbed with needles. At least the wind and rain kept the marauding midges at bay which was a blessing but it didn’t help with trying to take some HDR photographs.
I had carried my tripod up the fairly steep and lengthy climb up to the top of the Storr in the hope that I would use it as a stable base to capture HDR sets. In reality the wind was so strong that I just couldn’t leave the camera on the tripod without holding everything down. Kind of counter-productive there! In the end I just grabbed bracketed sets using the camera hand held and tried to stabilise myself as much as possible by hiding in the shelter of rocks or hollows in the hillside. The biggest issue with doing that is that you find out where all the midges are hiding.
Not the best of shoots but one that I won’t forget in a hurry. My shot today is one of the few HDR sets that kind of worked. It shows the view from just below a plateau to the north of the stacks which is used by most photographers to stand on when shooting the stacks but which I used for shelter from the wind and rain. I hope it was all worth it.
Now this is a view that has been done many times before.
It's taken from the main road and I was one of about three people who stopped their cars to get out for a piccy.
A magical time up on the slopes beneath the brooding cliffs of the Storr. I had been up here in the mist well before dawn hoping! The mist was thick and sunrise didn't have any immediate effect on its density. Then the wind picked up and things started to happen. The light began to improve and the mists started to get thinner and patchy. Then light began to get really intense in the gaps, providing some fantastic opportunities to catch shots such as this.
I think that the mono helps really bring to life the superb textures in this unique geological landscape, with the Old Man of Storr taking a prominent role to the left of this little "Cube of Storr!".
Whilst driving to the location for that day, Quiraing, we passed by this legendary scenery: Old man of Storr. Next day we would visit this location under extreme wheather circumstances... Not the most technical image but the size and standing here makes you small. The needle can be seen from here and is approximately 55 meters high to give some scale...
View of coastal Scotland at sunrise. Seen from the trail to The Storr, Isle of Skye.
Camera: Sony A7III
Lens: Sony G 24-105mm f/4
77mm 1/80s f/13 iso 100
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I made camp for the night in the hills above the village of Uig on the north coast, and made my way across the island very early, while it was still dark. I had planned to get to The Storr well before sunrise, but the journey proved to be slow going due to bad potholes, and many sheep sleeping in the road.
The sun was just starting to rise over the distant mountains of mainland Scotland as I started my ascent on the path to The Storr.
It was a glorious morning for exploring this magical place, and with stunning views of Scotland's west coast.