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after finding out quickly I had single shot set and not getting focus...It's almost like I have to learn this all over again,
Hope everyone is well.
I was up at 3.15am to get up to Howick with David Burn for a bit of sunrise / seascape photography. As the title suggests, sunrise was brief .
A little bit of a preamble. Off the coast of Perth is an Island called Rottnest Island. It is a paradise and always has been. It was a favourite destination for my wife and I but then we finished Uni and our careers took us to the USA and then to Queensland Australia for the rest of our working lives. We have now returned to Perth and went and visited Rottnest Island. So after 35 years, little has changed and we hope it will remain that way with rustic accomodation, no cars and very lay back lifestyle. The island is famour for the Marsupial called a Quokka. Reputedly the happiest animal in the world because of its smiling features. Also, all the celebrities who have visited the Island have got selfies with a Quokka. They roam freely around the Island (Quokkas and celebrities :-)). The only downside to this is that tourists have become preoccupied with trying to get a selfie with a Quokka rather than observing the beautiful little marsupials. I digress. This is a shot of the famous Quokka. This was outside of town in a disused area. I was lucky the light was perfect and the Quokka gave me permission to take his picture.
A bit of brightness on a lovely day.
Orange Ranunculus
I love Ranunculus, densely layered, and this bloom opened beautifully, not always evident, their stems are extremely delicate and do tend to just collapse before the bud can open into a gorgeous voluptuous bloom...
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A bit different to my other upload at Marloes Beach. Both taken on the same day. A stunning beach with so many possible compositions. Lovely to see blue skies even though it is only a photo - back to grey skies here again! This has had a lot of sliding to give a moody feel ! HSS!
A bit of sunshine while I was laying the table for lunch - all frightfully formal here to keep a routine. Caught the sight of the fork on a white plate, grabbed the camera, and took a few photographs.
Rather surprised with the result and the coloured bokeh balls but liked the general smoothness of the out of focus parts. Pleased too that I had the one prong end pretty sharp whist the other showed the very small depth of field.
Not too bad for a 70 year old lens!
Leitz Elmar f3.5 5cm enlarger lens
Story behind: We are expecting heavy winds with whole gale in the gusts. Better to lay down the sign in a controlled way than let the storm do it uncontrolled.
Nice sunset ... even if the foreground is a bit of a mess. The sun dropped down before I could get the tractor to a more picturesque location.
Just Sitting Here why do you ask? Prissy being a bit sheepish because she isn't supposed to be on the printer, just being a cat, shot in North Carolina.
Bit of a bad boy looks with NX-Nardcotix David mesh body. Check out my blog for the deets: billybeaverhausen.com/2020/02/09/shopping-for-david/
Bit of an experiment in trying to get a sense of scale of the pink-feet as they flew in from the Wash. An awe-inspiring sight.
Press L - it does add to it.
Dave and Lee were both peering into dusty looking bags, brows furrowed, pulling out metallic black objects with bits of glass on them. These, I explained to them, were cameras. Their cameras in fact. “Do you remember cameras?” I asked. It was the pair of them that dragged me into this hobby. They looked a bit confused at this question and carried on talking about the football season that by now was all but finished for another year. “Would Ollie Watkins leave the Villa Lee? Apparently he’s a boyhood Arsenal fan and the Gunners desperately need to beef up their striking options.” Lee decided not to be too worried about the prospect of his team’s centre forward leaving for pastures new in the summer. “What’s this thing again?” “It’s a camera. You bought it on eBay, remember? What have you got now? Ooh a Pentax. You haven’t had a Pentax before have you?”
Getting these two to make themselves available at the same time and come out to play for an evening used to be so simple. Ten years ago, we’d be racing home from work, piling into Lee’s trusty old red Renault Kangoo (or Kenneth as he fondly called him), and pottering off to the coast for sunset, where Lee and I would usually end up pitching our tripods on the same square yard of rock in front of the lighthouse or whatever, and Dave, fine art degree at Liverpool Polytechnic and all, would ignore the obvious subject and wander off to do something interestingly creative with a thicket of brambles or a patch of nuclear green gunge in the shallows. If we were statistical samples, Dave would pretty much always be the outlier, and he’d usually produce what Lee and I would grudgingly concede was the shot of the night.
Nowadays, these gatherings have become almost as impossible as herding cats. Whenever I would attempt to wake up the Whatsapp group, one would be responsive and make appropriate noises while the other would remain electronically taciturn and a general sense of inertia would crawl across the entire enterprise once again. They’d take turns at being Mr Positive and Mr Ignoramus and I’d give up and go out on my own. Over the past three or four years these regular outings had almost all but died, replaced by flurries of shutter activity on the occasional residential field trip outside the county. The team at Morrison’s Cafe in Buxton are still counting the profits from our visit to the Peak District last May. Even now, we had one planned for Dartmoor in a couple of weeks, but Dave’s employers have decided to launch two new products at once, despite being short of key personnel, and he’s had to bail on the month entirely. So now we’re hoping to go at the start of September, when the colours should be a bit more interesting, and just before I head to Sweden for another photography jolly. It’s a busy old life you know.
But on Monday there was a pleasing sense of enthusiasm as the pair of them arrived and piled into my car - Kenneth is sadly long gone - for the short trip to Godrevy. Maybe we’d go down to Porth Nanven in a month or so when the white nights are here, we agreed. The field car park was open until nine, so we pulled up in front of the sea, where we sat, catching up with each other’s news. I wondered whether either of them would take the next step and actually get out of the car before it was time to go to the pub. Eventually we descended the steps down to the rocks to the right of the beach, where the tide was full. Late April is a good time to take a shot here when the sea is all over the foreground and the sun is creeping into the left hand side of the frame. But not so much when there are people everywhere. We moved on to where I really wanted to go this evening. The scramble down the cliff. “Remember that time we came down here when there was an amazing sunset?” “Yes, that was the first time we found this spot. Got some great shots that night but I deleted all my raw files afterwards.” That was ten years ago in fact. I don’t delete raw files anymore - not unless they’re complete duds.
An hour later, in time honoured fashion, Lee and I were standing on the same patch of rock taking more or less exactly the same shot, while Dave was a hundred yards to our left, facing in the opposite direction and shooting the sea moving in and out of a deep gully, although he’d forgotten his step up ring and couldn’t use his filters. “Do either of you by any chance have a 67-72?” We didn’t, but we each agreed that we might have one lying around somewhere at home, which wasn’t much use now. All was well in the world - well except for Dave not having brought all of his kit with him. He says he hasn’t got anything worth sharing, while Lee declared he was going to take another look. He at least must have an image to post here. He was standing in the same place as me, using the same filters. As for Dave, he’ll suddenly decide he’s got a masterpiece after all. We’re used to this reticence in demonstrating his genius in the editing suite. We await with bated breath. Will either of them post an image for the first time in forever?
It was time for the pub, three pints of Sea Fury and the customary appraisal of one another’s images from the evening. Dave left his camera in the car. He’s obviously still warming up. At least we were all out together again. That’s the best thing about it. A jolly boy’s outing to Godrevy on a beautiful spring evening with the entire summer ahead of us, and the prospect of more to follow soon.
This was meant to be just a recce as I favour a good sunset (ok we don't seem to get those atm) but the walk from where you park the car is longer then I expected especially when I've been suffering from a bit of a Lyme flare up this week. However for me poppies are enough of a motivation to shake off any aches and pains!!
The light and shadows I think were enough for me to come away with a couple of shots that weren't completely flat but I do favour that golden light
I hope to return before they go over! And summer where are you?
Something a bit different from me. A black and white frame from Dungeness, a place that feels like both paradise and punishment for photographers. The landscape looks simple at first glance but it demands patience, walking, and a trained eye to uncover strong compositions. This old boat caught my attention after a long wander, weathered, scarred, and slowly disappearing due to vandalism over time. It is sad to see these beautiful subjects fade away, but that impermanence also adds character and meaning to every shot. When everything finally lines up, the reward is a frame that feels earned, the kind that makes the hard work completely worth it.
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Friendship is being quite together,laugh,talk,dance and sharing a bit bread!
Here's a female Hooded Merganser with HER crayfish. You can see the object here is to break those legs off for easier swallowing. Her hood is a bit flat here but when fully fluffed, she's a knockout. The first sign I get for female vs immature/nonbreeding male is the yellowy color in her beak, while the male's is solid black. Second is the deep brown eye, vs. the male's golden eye.
The first time I eventually realized when I was looking at a nonbreeding male, he was with some breeders and seemed to be practicing his moves and I thought it was a misguided female. Only later did I get it.
Bit of a shame this was so filthy, nevertheless here's 66779 "Evening Star" at Chellaston with 6D44 11.10 Bescot Up Engineers Sdgs - Toton North Yard. Pole shot. 12/01/22.
A bit of sunshine now and then allowed me to capture this pretty Rose in contrejour, this morning. The late season Rose isn't as big and beautiful as the Spring Rose, of course but it still adds colour and joy to the garden and its perfume always is as enjoyable :) /
Un peu de soleil par ci, par la, m'a permis de photographier cette jolie Rose a contre-jour ce matin. La Rose d'arriere saison n'est pas aussi grosse, ni aussi belle que la Rose de Printemps, bien sur mais elle continue a ajouter de la couleur et de la joie au jardin et son parfum reste magnifique :)
Bit of macro Monday for me today.
I found this magnificent PCB at work a while back, freed from an old server destined for the scrapheap in the ground.
I seated my tilt adapter on the macro rings with the Helios 44-2 on that.
I love how the tilt adapter mixed with a macro setup and colour choice make this look like an industrial scene in the depths of winter. The small chips look like cars lined up in a carpark and the covering of dust simulates a harsh frost beautifully.
Single long exposure light art.
Catch you tomorrow.
It's always a little bit risky to wake up in order to catch a sunrise when the sky is covered, especially when you have to walk/dirve an hour before reaching a good spot. However, it can worth the risk because a cloudy sunrise is generaly much more dramatic than a perfect clear one.
That's what I thought this morning (and to be honest, I think it's always worthy to wake up ;) ). I drove to the beautiful Creux-du-Van (one of my favorite place for sunrise). Unfortunatly, there was alreay a full stuffed guy (with 5Dm3, lee filters everywhere, and so one) where I planed to be ... Moreover, the sky was too cloudy and even if the sunrise was not that bad, the light itself was quite cold.
I was kind of discouraged when suddenly, I saw this young ibex lying down in the rocks : I could not believe my eyes at the first place: it was so close ! I removed my wide-angle and took a zoom very slowly in order not to frithend it. Then, I realised that I could have danced a rain dance (which could have succeeded !), it would not moved an ear. It was not wild at all and let me take as much pictures as I wanted as he wandered and ate grass here and there. So that's what I did for more than an hour. (I guess it was a kind of "Wildlife Photography for Dummies" session)
It's very impressive to see how ibex do not fear height and walk on the steep rocks as if they were flat.
So yes, it was worth waking up, but not for the reasons I expected, which is even better.
This picture was explored on the 11th of May 2016 ! Thank you for your kind comments !
Was another chance at a pretty sunset this cold evening so headed down to my sister's house along Middle River. With temperatures below freezing, by the time I finished taking photos for around 15 minutes, my hands were quite cold ... but it was worth it.
While this sunset was not as 'epic' as the sunset on December 7th, it was still very pretty, though a bit more wind kept the river from having a mirror reflection ... the wave patterns here are pretty though.
Being around the winter solstice as well the setting sun aligns well with the bench on the right while standing on the pier.
A fresh Happy Bench Monday captured this evening.