On Monday I decided to head off and do some exploring with my trusty lil camera. The weather was near perfect - well no storms and not sub zero temps.
I headed off to find the Kingston locks. My mother used to picnic there all the time and I figured what better place to get some neat shots of frozen water than at the locks. Unfortunately though, the locks appear to be closed in the winter - definitely the parking lot is closed - I managed to scoot around the corner and pull my car off the road - not quite in the ditch but pretty damn close.
I perched half on/half off a snow bank - on a curve in the road - snapping shots of the ice and water. Definitely not an ideal shooting arrangement. It took approximately 5 minutes to exhaust my shooting options. The outcome wasn't bad - but it wasn't great either....................
Now I was faced with where to go for more shots.... I hadn't spent all that time layering the clothing - pulling on my mountain man boots, hat and scarf and mittens to head home after only 10 minutes. So I headed back to Lemoine Point - the area of my first ever photo shoot with my class. Folks had talked about all the animals in this conservation area - so I had high hopes of spotting an owl - or a fox - or maybe even a deer.
The one thing about Lemoine Point is it is vast - and I do mean vast! You can walk for hours. I decided to take a new pathway. First mistake. It was mostly through open fields of snow swept drifts. Can I say BORING!!! pretty but boring!
After a good 20 minute walk I did manage to work my way into the "forest" area. I walked quietly taking my time (watching my footing over small hills and icy patches) keeping my eyes and ears open for signs/sounds of animals. But still nothing more than stark trees against a winter sky................
After nearly an hour of walking I turned around and headed back to the main gate discouraged. It really hadn't turned out to be the type of photography day I had hoped for............as I approached the main gate ............ it turned out "she" had been waiting for me............ to say goodbye maybe???
BUT that is not the end of my photographic adventures.
Yesterday W was heading down to Montreal to go to his train club. I was to do the grocery shopping in the morning - and W announced - I would go back out again in the afternoon and take more shots. I whined a bit - "where will I go?" and he answered "don't much care - pick a park" and headed off to Montreal.
So yesterday afternoon found me layering on the winter clothes to head back out to snap some more pictures. I have had this idea to photograph junk yards. I don't know why but they just appeal to me. However I didn't have a clue where to find one - wondered about how willing the owners/operators would be to have a stupid female wandering around snapping pictures. I decided that would take a whole lot more investigation than I had time for ........... BUT .... there is a tourist area just north of where we live called Sharbot Lake. I have seen the road signs for years and thought I might find some interesting subjects up there. So off I headed. (editor's note here - I didn't have a clue where it was other than north of us and this was really pushing my limits going off somewhere new by myself)
I am not sure what I expected - definitely NOT what I found. First off the first road sign told me that Sharbot Lake was about an hours drive. Second it wasn't on a big highway but a two lane highway - that was snow covered. I almost turned around. I should have turned around.
I kept going by farms with horses and wishing I could stop and take a picture - but there was absolutely no where to stop............. no soft shoulder only snow banks. At one point I felt like I was on this road to nowhere with nowhere to turn around. I began to question the sanity of this adventure.
It was a picture perfect drive. And more than once I wished I could stop and snap a shot or two. The snow glistening like diamonds on the trees....the multiple small lakes I passed untouched by man............... it was glorious (well it was when I dared to take my eyes off the road)
Finally I reached Sharbot lake. I drove right through it and nearly missed it. About the only reason I knew I was in the town was the speed limit was reduced from 80kms to 60.............. 5 minutes later I was back up to 80 heading along this winding/twisty turning highway again.
I found a spot to turn around - carefully. I got the car heading south and started home.
There was one spot though - I had seen it heading up - with a dilapidated old building by the edge of the road (sort of). I was bound and determined I was gonna get that one shot if it killed me - I wanted/needed proof for W that I had actually tried to do another photoshoot.
As I came around a turn in the road there it was................. I looked and the soft shoulder was non-existent. But a little further down the road it did widen a bit. I slowed down and pulled the car as far over to the side as I dared without putting it over the edge - into a ditch or worse - into the river. I put my emergency flashers on - carefully climbed out of the car with my camera and scurried back to the spot.
Again I stood half on a snow bank and half off - one eye on the road - one eye on the building ............. and snapped. I have to admit I am quite glad I did..................
Today we are housebound again......... more snow and blowing snow.......... BUT February Fest starts here tomorrow and I am planning/hoping to head downtown and get lots of pics of snow sculptures and toboggan runs and all the excitement.