Headlight

On Wednesday afternoon I slipped out a little early and headed to Scituate, MA. I had looked out the window and saw white puffy clouds filling the previously clear, blue sky. I figured that there might be a reasonably nice sunset to be had and since it was still warm I headed to the ocean. Even if there wasn't much going on photographically, how bad could it be to spend some of the afternoon beside an old New England lighthouse and watch the tide roll in?

Anyway, the weather cooperated aaaaaaaand it was nice to watch the tide. Here's a shot of the lighthouse



It turned out to be the right thing to do for an otherwise slow afternoon. Of course, I did have to endure the Boston (inapproptiately named) rush hour traffic on the way home. Oh well, a small price

Cheers!
Lizz

Day Trip to New Hampshire

Last Saturday my buddy Ralph, aka The Doctor, and I made a whirlwind trip to New Hampshire.

It began with a stop at the seashore for sunrise. Well, almost. You see, while we intended an alpine start to see if we could capture some nice images of sunrise at Odirone Point, NH, we were a bit late out the door. It was a case of the hurrier I go the behinder I get. Anyway, as I'm driving as fast as I feel comfortable I look out the side window to see flames forming in the sky. I mean absolutely gorgeous red sky and my heart began to sink because I knew that we were not going to make it. At least not how we intended.

We arrived at the water just as the sun poked over the horizon. The Doc snapped off a couple of shots, one of which was pretty nice. Fortunately the tide was out and the water calm, so I set up to take some images of the rocks with reflections. Here's the best of the lot:


After the light changed, (which was pretty darn fast!) we headed north for a hike up the Champney Falls Trail to Picher and Champney Falls. It was a bluebird day which is nice for hiking, but kinda bland for photography since there were no clouds. It was a delightful hike and there were some guys with topropes at the falls ice climbing. It was fun to watch and made me anxious to dust off my skills and get out there again. Hopefully next week!

Once we finished our walk, we headed to Rocky Gorge along the Kancamagus Highway. The Swift River was mostly frozen and there were some interesting ice sculptures along the shore and in the river itself. Here's one image that I converted to black and white.:


We spent a couple of hours there before heading off to the Moat Mountain Brewhouse for some sustenance before the shlep back home. All in all not a bad way to spend a winter Saturday.

Thanks for reading,
Lizz

2010 and Some New Ideas

I know I've said this before, but I really do want to try and make posts to this blog more frequent. It is really just laziness disguised as procrastination.

Anyway, I'm an idiot. Last weekend I made the choice to go somewhere different over the coming weekend. I wanted to go somewhere within New England and expand my photography subjects. The only problem? I left our place in the Berkshires and left my camera bag in the foyer. DOH!!!!

So, I was able to slip out to the house today and grab my gear including snowshoes, just in case the snow is deeper up north. On my way back to Boston on Rt 2 I crossed over the French King Bridge into Erving. Everyone scopes out the view north up the Connecticut River but I wanted to see what was south. I caught a glimpse of something gold and decided to check out the beautiful footbridge that crosses over the Millers River just before it empties into the Connecticut. I had a little time to set up and shoot a couple of images before the light went away. Here's my effort:


I hope you like it. Thanks for reading,
Lizz