
This isn't going well. The idea was that, as I eased my way back into full time photography, I'd share what I did, and how, and why, with anyone daft enough to read about it. However, although the cameras are packed and ready to roll, the weather is against me. So here we are again, back in the archives.
This is one of those shots that always attracts the inane and ignorant question "Did you Photoshop that?" And the answer is "No, or not in the sense you mean." You don't get good photos by wandering about, having a nice time, and clicking when you feel like it (or not often, anyway). You get good shots by watching the weather, being aware of things like tide tables, knowing your locations, carting piles of junk around to places far away when you'd rather be at home, taking risks, getting wet, and hurting yourself.
The smooth silky water here has been got with a low shutter speed, and some Neutral Density filters. Which means a tripod. And how do you use a tripod in a raging sea? By standing on a wet, slippery, rock, and hopping into the water like an arthritic penguin as the sea makes it possible. You get wet, you get cold, you don't know if it is going to work, and, if, like me, you think water should be warm and have bath salts in it, by scaring the living shit out of yourself.
Photography hurts. Get used to it.
On the other hand, you get to see some breathtaking scenery, while everyone else is safely in the bar - so it isn't all bad.
Done with my much loved Olympus E3, now passed on to Eva.