Showing posts with label CamPhotoWalk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label CamPhotoWalk. Show all posts

Saturday, 25 February 2017

Three men go to the Peak District

Mam Tor sunrise
Mam Tor sunrise

A few emails pinged back and forth back in January and three of the CamPhotoWalk group decided we would go to the Peak District in February. Phil, Jeremy and I - the same bunch who made it up to Arran back in 2014. Phil suggested that we stayed over three nights travelling up on the Friday and back down on the Monday, taking a day off work. It seemed a sensible idea since you really can't plan ahead for the weather. Jeremy's plan was to head off on the Sunday, only two nights away.

Phil booked us in at Castleton YHA which was a great base for getting out and about. Sunrise was at around 7:30am which meant getting up at a relatively civilised hour. Phil and I arrived at the YHA first, just after 8pm on the Friday evening with Jeremy 20 minutes later. After unpacking and a bit of last minute fine tuned planning alarms were set for 6:20am. Morning came and with hot flasks in hand we set off for Winnats Pass.  Parking at the side of the road and pulling on some extra layers (there was a biting wind) we headed off through a gate and then a few fields to the head of Winnats. We had hoped there might be a bit of mist in the valley, but no such luck. There was a dusting of snow on the ground and a little bit of cloud in the sky to offer a potential sunrise so not all was lost.

Cold Start Winnats Pass
Cold Start Winnats Pass

Once the sun was up Winnats was bathed in some lovely morning light. There were quite a few other photographers out and about. One guy didn't move from a spot on the edge for over 45 minutes. I'm always keen to wander a bit looking for different shots and compositions as the light changes. By 9am breakfast was calling and we headed back to the car for the short drive to Mam Tor.

It's a brisk 10 minute walk up to the top of Mam Tor one reason why it's often so busy. We passed walkers, fellow photographers and two guys carrying their bikes. Great views down the Hope Valley and across into Edale. Phil & Jeremy took a few panos from the top while I concentrated on the windy road down to Edale timing my shots to avoid any cars.

The winding road to Edale
The winding road to Edale

When we had finished off at Mam Tor we headed down the windy road and parked up at Barber Booth in the Edale Valley. The plan was to walk up onto the flanks of Kinder Scout which also had a dusting of snow still evident on the tops.

A quick packed lunch thrown together from supplies we set off up Cowden Brook. 15 minutes later I stopped for a shot of one of the little waterfalls while Phil & Jeremy carried on. "Catch us up when you are done" about 20 minutes later and nothing to show for my efforts I caught Phil up, but no sign of Jeremy. "You must have passed him further on down?" "Nope". Anyway Phil and I carried on up following the brook. Every so often we would stop and look back for Jeremy, but no there was no sign at all. By lunchtime Phil and I had reached Crowden Tower and with a mobile signal returning Phil fired off a quick text to Jeremy. In a flash Jeremy responded with the coordinates of his location. Sure enough after checking the map we could see a tiny speck in the distance. Not in the valley as expected, but halfway up another hillside!

After a leisurely lunch Jeremy eventually caught us up. We then all wandered along the ridge taking lots of shots of the grit-stone rock formations. The light was a little stark in the middle of the day, but there were some nice clouds breaking up the sky. By 2.30pm it struck me that unless we really got a shift on then we wouldn't be over at Stanage for our planned sunset location. It was clear we wouldn't make it as we headed along the path towards the Penine Way then back down Jacobs Ladder. By the time we got back to the car it was gone 4. In an attempt to salvage any sunset opportunities we returned to Winnats from where we had started the day. Compositionally it was a disaster which was a bit of a relief since the sun didn't play game. There is nothing worse than a great sunset when you are in the wrong location with nothing to work with.

Back to the youth hostel and a bit of time to relax before heading out into Castleton for some hearty food and a photo review. Lots of shots taken a few keepers. It was also a good opportunity for me to spot a huge black dust spot on my sensor which I was quick to remedy with my cleaning kit.

6am start on Sunday with the plan to try for a sunrise at Higger Tor, just above Hathersage. After parking the cars and walking for five minutes I discovered my map reading skills needed a little adjustment. Another 1/4 mile up the hill and we were back on course. The weather forecast had predicted mist, but it seemed to be much further East over towards Chesterfield. We all managed to get some photos although the pickings were a little scarce. There was some nice light over Hope way ironically lighting up the Cement factory, but it was a little cloudy on Higger.

Breakfast back at the cars. A very short hop and we caught a few shots at the mill stones just beneath Stanage Edge. This was the intended sunset location from the night before. By mid morning the sun showed it's self, but the light was quite harsh. The green grass looked unnatural on camera (hence my b&w conversion).

Stanage Edge mill stones
Stanage Edge mill stones


Next location was Ladybower, we had planned shots of the Ashopton Bridge and the overflows at the dam end. It seemed every man and his dog were out and there wasn't anywhere to park one car let alone two. We ended up in a truckers cafe stop about 1km from the bridge. A bit of a trudge back along the busy road we made it to the western bank. Ladybower was like a mirror and the bridge looked great with good cloud detail and reflections in the water. After a few shots we headed over to the far side with similar results.

Reflections Ladybower Reservoir
Reflections Ladybower Reservoir


Back to the cars we decided we would drive up to Fairholmes for lunch and then and try our luck with reflections at Derwent Reservoir and the dam. Lunch was great surrounded by loads of ducks, but after wandering aimlessly for over an hour trying to find compositions of the dam we gave up. The hope now was there would be somewhere to park down at the dam end of Ladybower so we could have a crack at the overflows.

Squeezing into to two parking spaces just down from the dam was a stroke of luck. Gone were the reflections of earlier and there was now a distinct ripple on Ladybower. What was called for was my 10 stop filter and some long exposure shots. Capturing the water towers and then the far overflow made up for the lack of focus earlier at Fairholmes. Phil and Jeremy couldn't get all of the overflow in as they couldn't go wide enough it only just fitted in for me at 16mm. I think Phil did a bit of a pan, but I've still to see that shot.

The Plug Hole Ladybower
The Plug Hole Ladybower


At this point late in the afternoon Jeremy decided to call it a day and head home to Cambridge. Phil and I headed on to Bamford Edge for a possible sunset. I have to say it was a little uninspiring the light was flat and the prospect of a decent sunset quite remote. We passed another photographer who packed up and was heading home wishing us all the best. We started walking back towards the car thinking we were done. In a split moment the clouds parted and the heather was bathed in a beautiful golden light. Phil and I both rushed to set up quickly and grab some shots. I really hate it when I'm forced to rush, where is my composition? what should I do? Is there enough time for filters? Running around trying to find a shot is not great when you are clearly up against it.

Bamford Edge striking light
Bamford Edge striking light


After a quick burst of light there was a little lull followed by a nice sunset. I struggled with further compositions so didn't get much else to show for my efforts.

Back to the YHA for a third night and another meal out in Castleton. Again the weather forecast for morning was mist, but we were doubtful. Alarm set for 6:20am with a plan that we would give Winnats or Mam Tor another shot. I had wanted to try for a sunrise at Chrome Hill, but this would have required an even earlier start so we decided to stay local.

Emerging out of the youth hostel at first light it was thick fog. Fantastic, this was the sort of opportunity we had been waiting for. Driving up Winnats, should we stop or carry on up to Mam Tor? We made the right decision, parking the car at Mam Tor it was evident Winnats was still shrouded in fog, but we were sitting above it. It's mornings like these that I dream about, but which never happen. Amazing conditions and even though it was a Monday morning 10 or so other photographers had already set up on the top for sunrise.

When you are greeted with phenomenal conditions such as these I sometimes find myself getting "writers block" Where do I start? What do I capture? Although the overall scene was amazing, how do you try to distil that down into a single shot? Is it possible? 3 or 4 compositions later I wasn't sure what to do next other than to repeat again as the mist changed shape spilling over the landscape.

Mam Tor path
Mam Tor path

Mist from Mam Tor
Mist from Mam Tor



20 minutes later Phil and I re-grouped and walked down the path into the mist hoping it might clear revealing more of the landscape. Quite the opposite even with a good breeze blowing it got thicker. Back at the top just about everything was obscured. All bar one photographer who we had chatted to had gone. Breakfast was very much in our sights again so we headed back to the car. The plan was to start heading South hoping that there was some fog at Chrome Hill. Driving through Buxton there was still lots of fog and the air temperature dipped at one point to -2. Stopping briefly for some roadside shots near Chelmorton we arrived at Earl Sterndale for Chrome Hill. Despite conditions looking bleak we still made the trek up the path overlooking what would have been Parkhouse Hill if you could have seen it! I hunkered down pulling on all my layers in the blind hope it would clear. It didn't so in the end we gave up.

We headed off out of the fog towards the Roaches. After a quick stop at Ramshaw rocks we continued on to the infamous old barn. With the barn done from various angles and a bitterly cold wind blowing we decided it was time to head for home. Pointing the car in the right direction we were off.

Great company, great weather and some great photos made for an enjoyable trip all round. Where next? We will have to see.


Resources:

www.marona.co.uk
Peak District Flickr album

Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Three men go to Arran

Lochranza - Arran

Back in October 2011, Doug Robar set up a CamPhotoWalk group inviting a bunch of men from Christ Church Cambridge to go out and take photos.


"A photo walk is simple -- we gather at a specified place and time and walk around for an hour or so taking photos that fall within our pre-determined topic. When done we either all go some place to download everyone's photos to a laptop/projector  or if time is short commit to uploading to a flickr group within a few days with the object of delighting in the good ones, learning and encouraging one another about how our photos might be improved, and having a great time in the process."

I have to admit I didn't join straight away, but Doug didn't give up so easily inviting me along and before I knew it I was part of the group. Numbers swelled and we visited quite a few locations in and around Cambridge. Just over a year ago we spread our wings a little further afield and spent a weekend on the North Norfolk coast. 

Fast forward another year and three of the hardy CamPhotoWalk group have just returned from a long weekend on Arran. This last trip has been in planning since April, we could have gone earlier, but we didn't want to be getting up at the crack of dawn. After checking sunset and sunrise times we pencilled September into the diary. Flights, car, ferry & accommodation all booked we could sit back till a bit closer to the time.

All too soon September came round and the next thing I knew we were all travelling down by bus to Stansted for the relatively short flight to Glasgow. Phil had his trekking poles confiscated by security and Jeremy had a particularly dodgy looking flashgun he had borrowed from Doug which set off all sorts of alarms at check-in. After signing his life away and confirming he wasn't a terrorist we got under way.

Touching down in Glasgow we picked picked up the rental car and drove down to Ardrossan. 40 minutes later we hit the supermarket shelves to stock up on some essentials before checking in for the ferry. With still 2 hours to kill before our sailing Phil disappeared off with his camera taking some macro shots of the sea wall and foreshore, I didn't bother unpacking my kit opting to take a few snaps with my phone. After a pleasant crossing and all important tea on-board we arrived in Brodick. The light was starting to fade with no hint of a sunset so we headed off north towards Corrie and the famous boulders.



Corrie boulders - shot actually taken on our last day

Soon enough the light had almost completely gone so we packed up and headed for the hostel at Lochranza, our base for the next 4 nights. The hostel was very good indeed, great facilities, clean, tidy, comfy beds, friendly staff & perfect location, what more could you want?

Although I had made quite a detailed schedule of photo locations times etc. before the trip much of this was based around suitable weather. Having spent a week on Harris during the summer I wasn't holding out much hope. However, I couldn't have been more wrong the only rain we had was on Monday night when we were back at the hostel. 

I will rattle through our itinerary over the next few days with all of the locations we visited. I had to do lots of digging on the internet and flickr to come up with this list (pre trip). Hopefully if you are planning a trip to Arran it might help you a little.

Saturday:
  • Early start at Lochranza, Castle & harbour reflections.
  • Back to hostel for breakfast!
  • Drive over to North Glen Sannox photos down the valley and then a stop off to take photos of the river.
  • Brief stop at Corrie harbour
  • Early lunch in Brodick
  • Parked back near the brewery (off the A841) to start the walk up Goat fell via Glen Rosa
  • Shots of the river and Glen Rosa (Not much water in the river though!)
  • Over the saddle and then the scramble up Goat Fell from the north
  • Sunset & packed tea top of Goat Fell
  • Decent in the dark with head torches
  • Back to the hostel 11pm, bed!

Lochranza castle & harbour

North Glen Sannox


Glen Rosa

Jeremy & Phil on Goat Fell

Group shot - Summit Goat Fell

Sunset Goat Fell

Sunday:
  • Sunrise at Machrie Moor standing stones
  • Breakfast back at Lochranza
  • Walk to Newton point Lochranza followed by lunch
  • Afternoon at Drumadoon, Phil walked on to King's Cave
  • Sunset at Machrie bay
  • Starry sky Lochranza 

Machrie Moor stone circle
Machrie Moor stone circle

Drumadoon
Drumadoon

Machrie Bay sunset
Machrie Bay sunset

Lochranza starry sky
Lochranza starry sky
Monday:
  • Sunrise at Lamlash bay (sadly it didn't amount to anything)
  • Glenashdale mushrooms in the forest
  • Glenashdale falls & river
  • Giants graves
  • Kildonan (Jeremy fell asleep in the car)
  • Arran cheese factory!
  • Evening shoot at Glen Sannox & the Stone of Sannox

Mushroom magic Glenashdale
Mushroom magic Glenashdale
Glenashdale
Glenashdale

Kildonan
Kildonan


Glen Sannox
Glen Sannox

Tuesday:
  • Sunrise at Lochranza  (Phil & Jeremy had a lie in, Jeremy somewhat longer than Phil)
  • Corrie Sandstone, harbour & sheep on jetty
  • Another quick stop off at the Corrie boulders
  • Brodick check in for ferry
Lochranza stag
Lochranza stag

Corrie jetty sheep
Corrie jetty sheep


Sandstone patterns Corrie
Sandstone patterns Corrie

Ten minutes for a quick souvenir dash in Brodick and we were back on the ferry homeward bound. Another very calm crossing followed by the short drive back up to Glasgow having only clocked up 250 miles. Slight delay on flight, but we still managed to catch the same coach out of Stansted after Phil had picked up his trekking poles! Home by 7:30pm a bit tired, but a great time away with friends. All I had to do then was go through my 400 shots!