Shortlist

It’s now 2020, can you believe that?It has some sort of futuristic ring to it, but it’s here none the less. As I write this, 2020 looks cold, dark, wet and windy. No change there then.But it is just a number (in my opinion!), so maybe I shouldn’t have any expectations.What I do know is that I need to select a few new photographs to get printed for the forthcoming season at Kylesku Hotel, and then practice crossing my fingers that I’ve picked the right ones that someone might like to buy!Shortlisting them isn’t actually that easy; although I might be pleased with what I did in 2019 myself, I’ve got to imagine why someone else might want to have it on their wall. And I get it wrong sometimes.Bearing in mind that a lot of visitors to the Hotel are tourists from elsewhere, I try to find some relevance. Landmarks or views that they might have seen themselves.So this time, I set out to put a little collection together of photos taken within a couple of miles. Well, that’s what I started with anyway.I don’t need a completely new collection, as I’ve still got some very worthy prints from last year, but I’m sitting here looking at 8 ideas, not willing to chop any of them at the moment.And I thought I’d share my thoughts on a blog.
I’ve got four Quinag shots here. The first two are quite similar to previous prints. Similar views, but totally different weather and conditions.

I haven’t offered one from this angle before; it was taken a fair way up the Glenleraig path to the west of Sail Ghorm, and also features a rowan tree and an elusive thing called “the sun”, if I remember rightly.

And the Milky Way was “experimental”, but I like it. I shot it standing on Kylesku bridge, so the bottom of the frame is the reflection of stars in the sea. Sail Gharbh is the left peak; Sail Ghorm the right.

The Wailing Widow waterfall is an intentionally identical composition to one that’s already in print. Except its got snow on it! It’s just up the road from the Hotel. The path to the bottom is only short, but quite rough and rocky. This view, however, is quite close to the edge of a precipitous drop. If you go up there, for goodness sake take care!

Hard not to include a Suilven shot.

Tropical water is at Achmelvich; I was walking along there, and this fella dives in with his three black labradors, and he is totally living the dream! No idea who he was, or the dogs.

And finally, a wild card. A panel of shots, all from Assynt, a nice splash of colour!

And whatever I decide, it’ll probably be the last week in November before I really find out if I’ve chosen wisely!


Post script:

There’s already a spanner in the works. I took this on top of Quinag yesterday:

Shortlist getting longer. Oh blimey.


More Calculations.

About 10 months ago, I’m thinking that I’d like a photo of the Wailing Widow falls with the sun low in the sky and directly behind it, above Glas Bheinn. It was always going to be a challenge with the extremes of light in the frame, let alone getting the sun in the right place and actually shining!Yesterday I checked sunrise and sunset for times and angles (on t’internet) and worked out that at about 945am today, the sun should be at a compass bearing of 160 degrees. Perfect. What could possibly go wrong?We got there early; Carol drove off into the sunrise to do a painting; I walked over the almost frozen bog to my viewpoint. I instantly found that the filters I was going to use were far too scratched and would just give me starbursts, so decided to take 2 shots, one for the top and one for the bottom of the frame. Still got extremes of light to balance….Compass out, the sun was about 15 degrees north of where I needed it; about an hour to wait I reckoned.

I wandered off towards the opposite view west to Quinag and got a couple of photos whilst I was waiting.

And at 945am the sun was precisely where I wanted, above Glas Bheinn, and at 160 degrees! I actually got it right!

So I climbed down the bank, crossed the busy main road (!!!) heading across to the Unapool Burn, and got this one, just behind the roadsign for a “sharp bend”.

Then over at the burn…. a perfect reflection:

Just before I got to Carol and my flask of coffee, I reached another of my regular spots:

All of this in about two hours, and within about a mile. It certainly floats my boat!

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