In the 2 or so years that I have been attempting to make nice photographs of even nicer places I have lost count of the amount of locations I have driven passed and thought to myself “I must come back here with my camera”.. Some of these places have been when on holiday, some on my daily commute to work while others I pass regularly when visiting friends and family. Some I know I will probably never visit again, others, I will kick myself every time I am in the area without my camera..
There have been a few occasions where a friend / family gathering has been happening in area where I know there is a subject close by that I wanted to photograph and despite how rude it may have seemed to my companions, I have made my excuses and disappeared to said place.. As, not only was it close by, but I would perform my disappearing act when conditions were also favorable for the makings of a nice image.
The first such occurence was during a charity music gig where by my Wife’s Aunt was performing on stage, as lead singer in a blues Band… Now I may have had a secondary motive for the evening out but I was not above appreciating her talents and didn’t perform my Houdini like disappearing act until well after she had finished on stage. I think my absence was barely noticed and I was able to spend an hour or so Photographing the moored boats on the estuary around Penclawdd on North Gower.
I came away with several images that I was happy with and was able to tick one of many locations and many, many subjects off my list..
Most recently we were visiting some friends in Pontarddulais, where as am sure some of you will know, there is a beautifully engineered 11 Arch Bridge over the Afon Llwchwr and within a stones throw from the M4 Bridge.
This place we pass so often and usually catch it in the most beautiful times of day.. So much so, that all my lovely wife wanted off me for Christmas was a framed picture of it. A present that Santa failed to deliver, I might add! So I decided to capitalise on our venture to the area by spending a little of our time in the area out photographing the Bridge during sunset.
Luckily this time, the husband of our pair of friends agreed to come with me (and also gave me the idea of including the cracks in the mud in an image) so I didn’t appear quite as rude as it would otherwise have seemed and we spent an hour admiring and photographing it’s location..
And we still managed to make it back in time to rescue our respective wives from a broken, cold hot tub!!
Another “tick” and my Wifes 2015 christmas present sorted 🙂