Part-time prevaricator
I think it was worth it, even if a thunderstorm woke me up early this morning.
I shot at Spruces for about an hour and a half, and met a couple who had stopped in on their way from Brandon to Dauphin. (Hi, Doms & Debs, if you’re reading this!)
Here are a couple timelapses, one of the Milky Way floating above Clear Lake and another of the stars wheeling across the sky.
This year I’d like to:
My “week” is a little truncated this year—I’ll be here for 5½ days, roughly—but I’m planning to make the most of it.
Header photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash.
Footnotes
| ↑1 | It looks like the weather might cooperate. |
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On my way up to Manipogo for the gents’ camping trip, I stopped in at a few of the places where I spent a lot of time in my formative years. It might be a while before I go that way again, so I took some photos.
I got back earlier today from a camping trip to Manipogo with three other gentlemen. We ate like kings, drank some fiery drinks, enjoyed a ridiculous game or six of “Chicken Time Warp”, paddled on the lake, stared at the stars, discussed the world’s problems, and generally had a relaxing time.
Same time(ish) next year, guys.
Last night the sky was clear and my batteries were charged. I loaded up my gear and headed to a spot I found last fall: an abandoned church south of me.
For almost the entire time I was there—about 10:45pm till 2am—it was just me and the fireflies and the crickets. A truck drove by at one point (very slowly, because I’d seen them coming and turned on my car’s lights), but other than that I was alone under the stars.
Look at all those fireflies.
I did up a multi-photo panorama, too, before I left.
Below is a timelapse of the night. It’s made of 169 still images, each one a 30-second exposure at 11mm, f/2.8, ISO800.
It was almost 3am by the time I got to bed. It’s been a while since I stayed up that late. I think it was worth it, though.
I just spent 90 minutes or so stacking 16 images from my 2nd camera into this image of a portion of the galaxy.
Spotted on my bike ride earlier today.
A Facebook friend of mine recommended The Strange by Nathan Ballingrud. My local library was able to get a copy via interlibrary loan, and I picked it up on Friday. Last night—Monday—I finished reading it.
It starts off a bit like True Grit[1]I’ve only seen the Coens’ version of the movie, but I’ve heard it hews pretty close to the Charles Portis novel. One day I’ll have to read it.—a rough-around-the-edges life in a frontier town, narrated by a thirteen-year-old girl. But it’s set on Mars. In 1931.
Continue reading “Review: The Strange”Footnotes
| ↑1 | I’ve only seen the Coens’ version of the movie, but I’ve heard it hews pretty close to the Charles Portis novel. One day I’ll have to read it. |
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I decided to put my weird little Lensbaby 2.0 on my camera and take it on what turned out to be a 20km ride yesterday. I used the narrowest aperture ring on it to make sure I had a decently-large area in focus. I think it turned out all right.
I went out for a walk after supper tonight, and got a few photos with my phone.
I went about 15km today with my camera. I set myself up with a challenge: try to use the 35mm lens and the filters I bought at the Dunrea Flea Market[1]Which, as I’m sure you’ve figured out by now, takes place in Boissevain. a few years ago.
I set myself up with a polarizing filter and a red-blue filter (ie, one that will let through red light or blue light but not, it seems, both). It was a cloudy day and I figured I might get a bit of drama from the clouds by polarizing the red / blue light.
Did I succeed? You tell me.
Footnotes
| ↑1 | Which, as I’m sure you’ve figured out by now, takes place in Boissevain. |
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