Nothing exceptional had happened in the sky all day, devoid of any interest, not even an amusingly shaped cloud that looked a little bit like a giant cock floating through the sky.
So it came as a massive ‘bloody hell’ to watch the sky do a last minute symphony of light and cloud. Time to grab the camera bag, hope like hell everything was in there and dive into the car for a 5 minute ‘hail Mary’ drive up to the moor.
I knew I only had time to reach the top of one tor, but on the way up is a standing stone, I took the risk of stopping to shoot, as I had no idea how long the light show was going to last I thought I’d play safe.
‘Standing Proud’ shot on an Olympus E-PL1 – ISO800 – f4.0 – 1/50 sec 14-42 kit lens.
This was the best of ten shots after I’d played around with the settings and put it through Lightroom and Photoshop. Anyway, light is fading to the top of the tor post haste my son!
By the time I got there the full drama that I’d seen a few hundred meters below had faded, either by passage of time or by change of altitude. This was the best of lots and lots of shots.
Gutted, I wandered around aimlessly taking potshots, covering so much ground, hoping something would happen even though I knew with absolute certainty that I’d missed any image there was to have.
And that’s why I’m the Worlds Worst Landscape Photographer, I hung my head and slowly turned my back on the sun, picked up my bag and saw this.
Which with a little work in Lightroom and Photoshop became this:
‘Purple Sky’ shot on an Olympus E-PL1 – ISO400 – f5.6 – 1/8 sec 14-42 kit lens.
Must make a mental note to remember that there are two directions too a sunset.