I met Michael for lunch Wednesday at Baldwin Wallace, and I’d taken my camera equipment because I was in a shooting mood. Coming off the turnpike at 57, I veered left at the last second and went south, intent on going to Cascade Falls, behind the police station.
(Sorry about the color and graininess of this one. Had the ISO set for 1600 and forgot to check. f/5.6 and the shutter was 1/40.)
Adding the ND400 filter, I shot this from the same position:
(ISO 100, f/6.3, shutter at 3.2 secs)
(ISO 160, f/5, 1/320 secs)
(ISO 100, f/5, 2 secs)
(ISO 500, f/5.6, 1/500 secs)
(ISO 160, f/5.6, 2 secs)
I was out and about in Elyria the other day, and had to pay a visit to the Falls. The sun was out and things looked good for shooting for HDRs.
Something about this ivy? and its color and the way it looked on the stone caught my eye, and kept my attention.
When I go out to shoot, I’m looking all around me – up, down, around, and close to the ground. Colors, shapes, shadows, I take it all in. I’ll shoot hundreds of pics at a time, and pick what I think are the best, though I’ve found that my opinion is sometimes not that of others. So, as I continue the “Hurrah” series, these were the most eye-catchting, in MY opinion.
The weekend weather was beautiful. As much as we may all hope and pray, I don’t think we’ll see that kind of sun and warmth again this year. I went grocery shopping and as soon as everything was put away, I had to get out of the house. So I spent a few hours driving around, and getting this deep funk I was in out of my system. It just happens every now and again, and the best remedy is to go off by myself and just shoot. So the next few posts will be the ‘last hurrah’ and the places and the things I found.
I recently was in Elyria at their Home Depot, and since I was close, I stopped by the East Falls. Hoping to see the “picturesque falls”, I forgot about all the rain we’d got then (the beginning of May). So, when I got out of the truck, I heard the roar and knew there would be no pretty pictures. In fact, the falls were beyond angry, they were pretty pissed.
Having a few tricks up my sleeve, not to mention the tripod under the backseat, I thought I’d try to work some magic.
While I’ve been back to Cascade a number of times, I try to find a new angle, a new spot to shoot from, or putting a new look on something I’ve done before. My “adventure” turned into something of a mild embarassment, and I may tell it another time. Besides getting some shots I was happy with, I did get a bit of exercise and fresh air, too. To walk Cascade Park’s trails and hear the water gurgling over the rocks in the riverbed, and hear the roar of the falls, it is truly an experience.