At times you just strike it lucky with a burst of light that is simply extraordinary.
It’s also fair to say that the more you are out with the camera the better the chances of experiencing such moments. I’m reminded of a quote by the golfer Lee Trevino, ‘It’s a funny thing, theÂ more I practice the luckier I get.’ Over the Easter break I took a trip up to the Lake District to visit family and decided to take a bit of a detour back to Liverpool via the Wrynose and Hardknott pass and then along the Duddon to Broughton in Furness.
The road from Eskdale Green to Ulpha has some fine views over Hater Fell. I parked the van, brewed up and waited to see if the sun would make a late appearance under a large bank of cloud that had obscured it for the past hour. It was worth the wait as a rich low red light bathed the foot hills to the fells. It reminded me of the time on Mull when I photographed Ben More in the finest light I have ever known and a few other occasions when you simply have to be there to believe it.
The images here were all taken on the run from Skelwith Bridge over the passes to Ulpha and it’s apparent through this sequence how the light richened up as the evening wore on. The next post will look at those times when the light has played remarkably on the landscape and I’ve been there to record it.
The image here, that looks a little like the glint of a river, is the Hardknott Pass – not a road I’d like to negotiate in anything but fine weather!