THESE TINY WEENY PICS ARE SIMPLY TOO DAMN SMALL! GIVE’ EM A CLICK AND THEY WILL BE SO MUCH BETTER.
By the time I got the two shots here I really was pushing my luck. I’d been up and around the area of the San Clemente reservoir snapping away for a good couple of hours and hadn’t got a single thing to write home about. The day had been beautiful but, as evening drew in, the cloud cover had increased exponentially and the light wasn’t great..In fact it was shite! ‘Golden hour’ simply wasn’t…
But then, just as I went all girlie and chucked a hissy fit, (the second of the day, but that’s another story), and muttered and stamped my little feet all of the way back to the car, lost somewhere in the fast encroaching gloom, something rather lovely happened.
This light literally came from nowhere, and was fading as soon as it appeared, while the petulant princess you all know and love as Mr Shpics, was already half way back to the car with his Nikon firmly stowed away in his ‘My Little Pony’ back-pack.
So…All a bit of a panic.
“Oy….Mr Shpics you tosser! What you playing at?”
Drop bag/Whip out camera/Wide angle zoom(already on, whew)/Mad dash to dam/Cap off/Power on/SHIT! Where’s the effin tripod?/Answer: back in the bag, half way up the hill!
So…Two shots only, both sadly handheld with the iso pushed as far as I thought I could get away with.
If I’d have been just that little more patient, and believed, just that little bit more, in the wisdom of Michael Jackson, I’d have still been there… Stood in the right spot, with the right gear, at the right settings, at just the right moment….
All together now…1-2-3-4….Quick grab of the testicles, and:
“Don’t stop ’til you get enough….Whoooooooo”
All Images Copyright Stuart Allan Hyde