In places I visit infrequently – once a lifetime, say, or even once a year – I have no choice about the photographic conditions. No option to wait for a morning with less cloud or more cloud along the horizon. No chance to wait for a time of year when sunrise comes at a more respectable hour. It’s a “take it or leave it” situation.
If only I had better access.
That’s what I catch myself thinking.
On the other hand, I’ve been meaning to photograph the Bank Street Bridge at night for at least 10 years. Somehow, having daily access doesn’t seem like the answer either.
These shots were taken on the second morning of our annual kayaking-and-grudge-euchre trip up the Ottawa Valley.