I was emptying the camera memory cards and charging the camera batteries to get ready for this weeks trip, something that I always twin with sticking all my photies on my external hard drive. I run everything off on an ancient Bontempi laptop which has no memory left so nothing stays around on it for long, it all gets archived.
I got distracted by the folder with all the Fisherfield stuff in it, a good 300 shots I took over those two days two weeks ago. Maybe it’s the thought of this next trip being the last far away-ish one for a few weeks as my summer maintenance schedule looms large, or recounting the tales of the trip to Phil over lunch today, but I was smiling as I flicked through them so here’s a few that didn’t float my boat the first time around.

The giant rockfall on Beinn Airigh Charr made a big impression on my. I stood for ages looking at the hollow it had left on the mountainside. I always get distracted by stuff that not necessarily relevant. A good thing it is too.
The walk onwards was glorious. How could you not want to keep moving to reach those mountains however tired you were or late it was? Not even to climb them, just to be there in amongst it all.

I could see the camp site from that point above, I was still half fooling myself that I was climbing higher, but stick a pin anywhere in that photie and you’ll hit a perfect spot, so what the hell?

The sky warmer slowly at first then the colours tumbled over each other. The deep orange reflected ever deeper in the burn that ran behind the tent, the cottontails glowing dimly in the long grass as they swayed lazily in the soft breeze.

The pale blue replaced the fiery sky and never really faded. My little tent shining in the low light without a single headtorch inside it for once.
The morning was blue too, but a lively blue, the loch was quiet and cool and it was hard to leave it and start climbing as it got ever warmer.

The metal spikes in the loch next to the causeway seem to be the remains of a rather angry looking gate it once had in the middle, there’s a doorjam of sorts still in place. Was it keeping deer in or people out I wonder?

What a wonderful landscape to be in. Perthshire is going to have to work hard to impress this week. I bet in manages to do that just fine too.

16 thoughts on “Leftovers”

  1. Great photos.

    I love photography but I never do it in the hills anymore cos I’m just not lugging a DSLR around. I know you’re using a wee Lumix or something but do you have some control or is it a purely auto affair. I only ask because apart from really contrasty light the exposures are spot on. Do you do any mild Photoshopping? Once again inspiring stuff.

    Sorry Pete but I’ve just realised I’ve left three comments in as many minutes. I’ll really need to get around to saying something useful at some point!

  2. I must admit I was cheered up by seeing these last night, even after just two weeks the sore feet are a memory and it I just remember all the nice bits.

    I use a wee Lumix LX3 and I either use the Intelligent Auto or one of the preset modes which have some adjustabiliy in them, well, exposure anyway, to my shame I have not yet used the full manual settings.
    I host all the photies for here on Photobucket and I shrink or crop them to 550 pixels wide which almost always flattens or fuzzes them out, I’m sure it’s something to do with the settings on the basic version of Photoshop on the laptop, but I’m damned if I know what it is. So a lot of the time I hit auto-adjust for gear shots and a bit of curves or contrast on the landscape stuff to bring the detail back. Uploading the big versions to Flickr is much less time consuming.

    I always find myself taking photies at dusk or dawn which means I get away with murder but then again any mountain I visit always has me shooting into the sun, every bloody time, so I get the dark shapes and a washed out sky.
    Ah, if I knew what I was doing it wouildn’t be half as much fun.

    Enjoy the weekend Michael, I’ll be stripping a steam boiler, but I’ll be with youse all in spirit.

  3. Definitely, great photos.

    I think the flattening/fuzziness when you downsize a photo is simply a result of how its actually being done. I use Photoshop Elements 7 and do resizing using the “Bicubic Sharper” resampling mode rather than the default “Bicubic”. But apparently, its a “well-known” bit of the techie black magic involved that more sharpening is needed when downsizing, and some smoothing when upsizing.

    Agree, too, that the LX3 is a cracking camera (I have the LX5 and that goes up to 90mm rather than 60, but otherwise does the same job).

    I can never get properly weaned off the old Nik D90, though.

    How about a walk on the tamer side sometime – I was amazed at what Edinburgh’s Pentlands have to offer. Or is it because I’m getting a proper Southern softie (from near Reading)?

    Enjoy your stripping …

  4. Ah, that’s interesting, I don’t have that option on mine. I’m going to have to get a new laptop over the next couple of months so I’ll get my photie stuff updated then and hopefully have simpler time of it!

    There’ll be plenty of lower stuff coming up in July as I’m stuck near home, but I love it. The hills near the cities are brilliant, Pentlands, Campsies, Kilpatricks, all should be explored.

    Cheers, I shall enjoy :o)

  5. I’ve camped next to the outflow of those two lochans in the middle of the last picture.

    Rather different conditions, however – October storm, curtains of rain lower down, sleaty snow higher up, semi submersible camp site, and we had to wade the last part of the causway and wade the outflow next to the campsite.

    All fantastic fun of course! And it cleared up nicely the next morning

  6. Ah Feepole you’re very kind.
    Classic B-Sides? I’m going for Here Comes the Judge which was the other side of Turning Japanes by the Vapors, We Are So Fragile which backed the Tubeway Army’s Are Friends Electric and Judas Priest’s United which had Grinder on the other side.
    Ah vinyl days…

    Great spot David, there was a tent around there when I was walking in, would have been lovely up there on such a clear night.
    I’m kinda glad I get the weather break I did, the aquatic adventures you had plus my sore feet would have been too much!

  7. Aye – it was one of those moments when, after wading the outflow and squelching around in boggy ground getting the tent up, and with feet incrasingly feeling like ice blocks, you look back across the lochan and see a really nice, dry, flat spot to camp on the side you have just left.

    Swarey words were mumbled

    Classic B sides? Mars Bars by the Undertones (B side to Jimmy Jimmy)

  8. On every walk to camp I start marking off nice pitches I can retreat to, it’s always a bit of a gamble.
    I do often seem to end on the slant though and end up jamming my jacket under my sleepmat.

    I’m going left field here with Queen’s Fat Bottomed Girls which was actually a double A side with Bicycle Race.

  9. Saw your wee tent up there at the side of the Loch. Gonna have to save some pennies after seeing one in the flesh. Wondered what the spikes on the causeway had come from, very odd sight that.

  10. B sides:

    Whisky In The Jar.

    And don’t laugh, but Rock Around The Clock by Bill Haley. For it’s day it was mental, parents were outraged etc and Pete I dare you to try the solo. 50’s shredding and no mistake.

  11. Classic B sides? I’ll offer up Stand Down Margaret, from The Beat in 1980 on the back of Best Friend.

    Time for a re-release, perhaps?

  12. Hi d_rearle, it’s a small world right enough!

    Gypsymac, I can hear the solo in my head right now, and what was it played on, a fat jazz guitar strung with 13’s with a would G? Heroes these guys were.

    Matt re-releasing singles is a great idea, I miss them, and their B-sides that you couldn’t get elsewhere. Free sew-on patches, fold-out posterbags, picture discs…

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