Melissa and I found ourselves on a road trip around Conception Bay North today that ended when we couldn’t go any further at Grates Cove. Today we had whales putting on shows for us, breaching and slapping the water from a distance. We got up-close with several icebergs, had a sunny day on a beach with black, fine sand, were in beautiful little towns with great character and I shot over 700 photos (why?).
Grates Cove, however, blew my mind. I’ve always longed to visit Scotland and Ireland to shoot the old stonewalls under a variety of conditions. Little did I know that Grates Cove has a National Historic Site recognizing the preserved stonewalls in the community that partition subsistence farms, cemeteries, social spaces, and more. I’m definitely going to plan a trip up there again this summer specifically to shoot the stonewalls.
Call me J.J. Abrams! Lens flare for the win! In all honestly I was trying to block out the sun with the sign, while still getting the Central Fire Station text under the telephone line. I failed at both. But I still like the picture! Had a lovely photo walk with Dan and Melissa. I have never spoken to so many strangers in all my life, but it was great. Also, Beavertails, get one.
Matt, Melissa, and I went for a stroll tonight. We grabbed some za at Venice, meandered downtown stopping to chat with all kinds of people; strangers, tourists, old friends, and people needing help getting into buildings. Matt was taking pics of the courthouse here. Later on she would call and ask be picked at this exact spot.
I wore this hat fishing all weekend. The rusty hole in it was where the orange bug that I used to catch my very first salmon when I was a kid was placed, as a good luck charm (that didn’t work). I flew home with PAL through Deer Lake, and the fly that went through checked luggage in my bag had been removed. I isn’t tangled up in clothes, and this was an old hook that I think still had a barb in it, meaning someone would’ve had to take it out. Who wants a rusty old hook? And if it was a security threat, in checked luggage mind you, why wouldn’t they have confiscated the KNIFE that was in the same bag? I’m going to dig a little deeper in the bag tomorrow and hopefully it turns up.
Mirror selfie at 1/30 sec. The theme is 1/30 sec shutter speed. Let me take a selfie.
So the theme last week was nature, and in all of nature one of the most impressive and distinguished migrations is that of salmon. These atlantic salmon are on their way upstream to where they were born, to spawn and nothing is going to stop them (except a few anglers, myself excluded, haha). We visited Big Falls, not to fish, but to watch dozens of salmon try to leap up and over the falls. Some of these fish had to be jumping 8-10 feet in the air. Some had scars from smashing off of rocks, others cleared the height with seemingly little ease. (Think of David Attenborough reading out this close) )At times, several fish simultaneously thrust out of the river, driven by the urge to spawn; an incredible sight indeed (there, wasn’t that last line better).
Dark is the night. This is Batman, our neighbour painted this kickass statue. I wish I had my tripod to capture this thing in all its glory. I promise to try and get a better picture for the blog.
Also, new theme. Is it a camera setting. The shutter speed is set to 1/30. It’ll be a broad week, but these are fun weeks for Dan and I I think. Well they are for me, I won’t speak for Dan.
A fun fact, this is also the halfway point of the year! Woo!