Mad_Gnome
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I'm sure we've all had these moments. The moment when you realize you have an incredible shot in front of you. Magazine-worthy, even. And you don't have a camera with you.
Last night, I took Mom out to dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, The Stockpot in Portsmouth, NH. It's got great food, and the downstairs dining room looks straight out on the river toward the west. You can see the tugboats docked, the bridges upriver, and of an evening during the summer, you get a spectacular view of the sunset up the Piscataqua River. During the winter, however, the sun sets so early that typically, it's just a nice place to have a a tasty dinner.
Lately, I have not been carrying my camera with me as often as usual. My kit had been stolen out of my last truck at one point, so I had gotten out of the habit of carrying it regularly unless I was going to a gig. The vehicle I drive now is much more secure (being 14 years newer) but I hadn't gotten back into the habit of carrying my gear yet. Out of habit, I steered us downstairs to the riverview dining room, and we were almost the only people there, so we got to sit by the plate glass window looking out on the river.
Lo and behold, there sat at anchor a tanker loading up at the saltyard (no more than 200 yards away) with every light on the ship lit up. From that focal point, there was a trail of lights from buildings, to ships, to bridges, to buildings and ships on the other side of the river, leading the eye in a march from one side of the view to the other. It was an image that belonged on the cover of Popular Photography. I kicked myself for not having SOMETHING with me. What I would have given for a medium- or large-format camera with a panoramic lens, or even a Sigma 10-20mm lens for my DSLR. Hell, even my 5D with the paltry 18-70mm kit lens would have been better than what I had: NOTHING. D'OH! :banghead:
Last night, I took Mom out to dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, The Stockpot in Portsmouth, NH. It's got great food, and the downstairs dining room looks straight out on the river toward the west. You can see the tugboats docked, the bridges upriver, and of an evening during the summer, you get a spectacular view of the sunset up the Piscataqua River. During the winter, however, the sun sets so early that typically, it's just a nice place to have a a tasty dinner.
Lately, I have not been carrying my camera with me as often as usual. My kit had been stolen out of my last truck at one point, so I had gotten out of the habit of carrying it regularly unless I was going to a gig. The vehicle I drive now is much more secure (being 14 years newer) but I hadn't gotten back into the habit of carrying my gear yet. Out of habit, I steered us downstairs to the riverview dining room, and we were almost the only people there, so we got to sit by the plate glass window looking out on the river.
Lo and behold, there sat at anchor a tanker loading up at the saltyard (no more than 200 yards away) with every light on the ship lit up. From that focal point, there was a trail of lights from buildings, to ships, to bridges, to buildings and ships on the other side of the river, leading the eye in a march from one side of the view to the other. It was an image that belonged on the cover of Popular Photography. I kicked myself for not having SOMETHING with me. What I would have given for a medium- or large-format camera with a panoramic lens, or even a Sigma 10-20mm lens for my DSLR. Hell, even my 5D with the paltry 18-70mm kit lens would have been better than what I had: NOTHING. D'OH! :banghead: