My hands were so cold this morning! I wandered out of the house around 6:15 into a chilly morning (for us, for me in a long time!) of 35 F – just a few degrees above freezing! The goal: take pictures of the sunrise.
Did it work? Well, I got a few I like, a few that are hmmmms, and a lot that I think that the delete key is their raison d’etre.
Nonetheless, I did have a blast. I had forgotten what it is like to be chilly or even cold – where I live, it is very temperate. I cannot recall the last time I was actually in snow, other than when I was living in Colorado in the 80s. I ran in and out of the house a few times before setting off – nope, a vest is not enough. Got a jacket, got a hat. Wished I’d had some gloves!
I headed up to Wildwood Park, climbed a slight hill, and parked myself amongst the sage and (I think) toyon and last year’s yucca. I metered in aperture priority, and shot a few shots. It was pretty dull stuff. Dropped the shutter speed to underexpose a bit. My fingers were getting very numb. The light was nothing exciting . . . until the sun began to climb over the mountains in the east. Suddenly, there was magic. The light began to change, the shadows moved, Mount Clef caught the sunrise and glowed.
I had two Nikon lenses with me. The one I began with was the 35mm f/1.8 G. The other was an old classic, the 105mm f2.5 AIS. The former autofocuses, the latter does not. Both are really good lenses, for different reasons, and I brought them for different purposes. I wanted landscape and a broader vista – hence the 35mm – but I found myself wanting an even wider lens. The 105mm was fine, and I brought it to work on manually focusing, checking if the little dot in the viewfinder really works. It does, but not if you are skittering about handholding the lens! Still, I got a few nice shots.
I did not go passionately hiking up hill and down to get my photos . . . nope, I rolled around in the dirt, in the stickers, scared some birds and cottontails. My clothes were covered in burrs and other debris. Out for a couple of hours with a few interesting shots, and a wonderful morning. It’s been awhile since I’ve watched the sun rise, and while there were no dramatic skies to shoot, the cold and activity, followed by a hot cup of coffee and breakfast, made a great way to begin a Sunday.