There’s a boat cemetery in Bono, a small area off the river where boats were run aground and abandoned at the start of World War II, when the village’s men were called for duty. It’s an intriguing place and it’s only a 15-minute walk from our house here. It’s therefore a great place to go to now and again.
New visits mean different light, different emotions, different experiences. Getting closer to the boats felt natural (much easier than for my first visit) and helped compose differently than before, generating a different feel.
The weather improved today. Heavy rain stopped pouring, wind gusts were less frequent and the cloud cover broke up, letting the Sun shine thru. Today’s walk took me back to Bono’s boat cemetery. From a new vantage point, an old boat appeared behind the rotten remains of another boat’s frame. That scene was lit from the right by our star’s light slightly diffused by thin veil of clouds. The scene’s palette was made mostly of greens with accents of orange and yellow on the boat’s hull. The trees in the background complete the composition.
The exposure time was 0.3 sec. How fortunate I was there was no wind for a few minutes, the tree branches kept still. The composition required this stillness. The story would have been very different otherwise…
The boat will eventually degenerate to a mere frame and then to wood chips taken away by the tides.
It rained quite a bit today in Southern Brittany. Where else to go than the local boat cemetery? There are a few old abandoned boats, decaying away to the tides. The rain gave the place a suitable mood to the subject. All this calls the photographer out of the house.
These weather conditions require a great deal of preparation to make pictures under heavy downpours. That was not my case today…. The edges of the river were very slippery, going around with a camera in one hand and a tripod in the other is a bit risky; changing lenses without a good umbrella is rather challenging, no one wants water to get into the camera’s body and any place close to the shutter; dropping my lens cleaning cloth in the mud did not help to keep the lens and filters dry.
Life offers lessons. Everyday. Reality reminds me I am a human, not always well prepared.