"Tollohill's car park is an ice flow. A couple of days before this visit it was a case of drive in and drive right out again without setting foot out of the car. Braver souls and paws had dared it but for me it had to wait until a small thaw meant a less dangerous journey from car to main path. The paths themselves are actually alright, just as to be seasonal expectedly soggy and muddy.
There was no light to get worked up about but I'm still probably unreasonably caught up it the difference in image quality and especially at various iso in comparison between my old 400d and the Christmas acquisition of my 5d Mark ii. So I was happy to just experiment at shooting wide open at f1.8 with Canon's EF 85mm f1.8 USM.
Mostly I've got a habit in wooded areas of shooting at apertures of f5.6 or higher. But I was shooting the view from the car park down to the city (going again for more depth of field at f8 etc) and feeling kind of 'meh' about the results. I realised it was because the image I was seeing in my head and what I wanted was that view of the bridge and river out of focus. So if nothing else that thankfully reminded me to try leaving the aperture wide open and from there could head into actual woods."
"The things I do to take photographs...like (as in this case) freeze off (almost!) my fingers and toes while trying to get this shot earlier today.
Perhaps the one positive thing to come from Edinburgh's shambolic (and vastly expensive) tram project is the 'causeway' running along the middle of Princes Street which (as photographic luck would have it) is just wide enough to set up a tripod. An absolute bargain for £580 million (and counting).
The traffic flow along Princes Street is not what it once was (since it's limited to buses, taxis and...er...trams ). As such, I wasn't able to get a single shot where there were good light trails on both sides...AND the Ferris Wheel was in motion.
So, what you see here is an amalgamation of my best left and right side shots."
"I frequently trampled eight or ten miles through the deepest snow
to keep an appointment with a beech-tree,
or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.
- Henry David Thoreau, 1817 - 1862"
And of course the quirky....