Photo of SEILEBOST - Fine Art Print
I just felt when I left the hotel, it was going to be a good day.
A strong wind, light rain and extremely poor visibility suggested otherwise – but something inside me just said – “c’mon let’s go, something is going to happen”
Arriving at the old Seilebost School, the conditions hadn’t improved and I was beginning to wonder whether I had had too much of the local whisky last night and my judgement had been clouded.
Walking into the teeth of gale force winds my mood hadn’t improved….until I started to watch this begin to develop. The wind was pushing the sand like a tracer bullet across the beach into infinity. The heavy laden barely visible distant hills awaited it.
Bingo…..this was what I was hoping for….something to happen. I stood in this area for well over an hour, watching, photographing, waiting, photographing, singing, photographing until it was time to move onto the next location.
A day which had started ominously when we set off turned into the best day…it got better. The light came and went, the rain came and went, the wind got stronger, our mood grew excitable and the photography was superb.
All in all, a day any landscape photographer lives for…..
