I've just returned from a walking holiday in the Lake District. This wasn't a work trip, just a family holiday so while inevitably a camera came with me, it was strictly a single DSLR, one lens and no bulky accessories such as a tripod. I didn't want a weighty back pack slowing me down while my teenage children charged off into the distance.
It was my first trip to the lakes during the summer months and I immediately noticed how little colour variation there was. At this time of year lush bright greens of fresh growth have given way to a more uniform darker green, but I was still surprised how little variety there was. A world apart from the autumn colours I have become accustomed to.
For this reason the vast majority of my photography was approached with the intention of producing a body of black and white work. The greens all around me were after all almost monochromatic and the lack of blue sky for the most part (the hot sunshine was mainly through thin white cloud) helped reinforce the mono theme.
There was one notable occasion when colour seemed to burst though at Aira Force near Dockray. Unfortunately this occasion demanded my absent tripod and cable release so I found a suitable place to rest my camera and with the aid of a few rocks wedged it firmly in place for the relatively long exposure. I would have to make do with the self timer.
Aira force turns out to be a popular attraction with visitors and thus this picture took quite some time to complete. There was a constant stream of people across the bridge at the top of the picture. Everyone stopped and peered down the ravine but having done just that myself earlier there was little point in getting annoyed. My family, stood below my vantage point, were getting impatient judging by the cheer that went up when the bridge finally cleared.
The sun briefly burst through the cloud during my first exposure causing over exposure of the water and bridge. I pressed the shutter release for a second exposure but the wait for the timer was excruciating. Just as the shutter finally closed just the next group of visitors marched onto the bridge.
A voice called out below, “Can we go now dad?”