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photo trip
Jul. 27th, 2013 10:38 pmOne of my photo contacts is putting together a series of outings to visit most of the lighthouses in Wisconsin. This is the second one, which was Sheboygan to Algoma. Cindy and I went. We started out with ten people, and ended with half a dozen, but picked up one and his kid, for the last two stops.
It was kinda frustrating because the people go so slowly. The lighthouses are at the ends of breakwaters, so we walk out there to them. But you stop along the way to take pictures. So there are, like, eight people, who stop and set down their tripods and snap a few pics, then pick them up and move on down the pier. But the stop takes five minutes. Why? You're five hundred yards from the lighthouse. How much opportunity is there for different views? I'm pretty quick, I guess. I'm always looking and shooting as I walk. I get to the end, and there are tons of photo ops, and many different kinds of shots to be had. And then I go back, and the main group isn't halfway out there yet. At one of them, Cindy and I left the pier, walked around the little town a bit, took more pictures, went back, and they still weren't back to their cars.
It was cold today. For the first half of the day, it didn't break sixty degrees, and it was very windy out on the piers. Cyn was unhappily cold. I tried to be sociable, and hang out with the photographers, but between the wind and the boredom, it was tough. It was cloudy all day, too. That makes for tough shooting, particularly for subjects that are generally silhouetted by the white sky.
While I was waiting for the group to come back off one pier, they all decided they'd go to McDonald's for lunch. Um, no. I said, "we're going to go back and look around town a bit, maybe see the submarine or something, and we'll meet you at the next lighthouse." I really did want to look around town a bit, but it turned out there wasn't a whole lot to see. But we did find a decent deli for lunch. Then we met everyone at the museum in Two Rivers, which is where their lighthouse now resides. It was a nice little maritime museum. Lots of fishing boat stuff.
On the way back down, we stumbled upon a restaurant with some really good food. You can never really go wrong, avoiding chain restaurants, but sometimes it works out particularly well.
We got home twelve hours after we left. We're both beat, after running a sleep deficit for the week, and doing a lot of walking today.
It was kinda frustrating because the people go so slowly. The lighthouses are at the ends of breakwaters, so we walk out there to them. But you stop along the way to take pictures. So there are, like, eight people, who stop and set down their tripods and snap a few pics, then pick them up and move on down the pier. But the stop takes five minutes. Why? You're five hundred yards from the lighthouse. How much opportunity is there for different views? I'm pretty quick, I guess. I'm always looking and shooting as I walk. I get to the end, and there are tons of photo ops, and many different kinds of shots to be had. And then I go back, and the main group isn't halfway out there yet. At one of them, Cindy and I left the pier, walked around the little town a bit, took more pictures, went back, and they still weren't back to their cars.
It was cold today. For the first half of the day, it didn't break sixty degrees, and it was very windy out on the piers. Cyn was unhappily cold. I tried to be sociable, and hang out with the photographers, but between the wind and the boredom, it was tough. It was cloudy all day, too. That makes for tough shooting, particularly for subjects that are generally silhouetted by the white sky.
While I was waiting for the group to come back off one pier, they all decided they'd go to McDonald's for lunch. Um, no. I said, "we're going to go back and look around town a bit, maybe see the submarine or something, and we'll meet you at the next lighthouse." I really did want to look around town a bit, but it turned out there wasn't a whole lot to see. But we did find a decent deli for lunch. Then we met everyone at the museum in Two Rivers, which is where their lighthouse now resides. It was a nice little maritime museum. Lots of fishing boat stuff.
On the way back down, we stumbled upon a restaurant with some really good food. You can never really go wrong, avoiding chain restaurants, but sometimes it works out particularly well.
We got home twelve hours after we left. We're both beat, after running a sleep deficit for the week, and doing a lot of walking today.
