So with only the “specific details” category left to demonstrate, what subject matter might I choose, especially given that I wasn’t travelling with a macro lens to get up and close and personal? Luckily my 70-200mm telephoto comes a close second for this type of work and so I set to capturing the world around me, which inevitably included the river once more!
It’s clear that this shot represents the borderline between intimate landscapes and specific details, and the more I look at it, the more I’m inclined towards the former, though the fact that the spray of individual water droplets shooting downstream is capture perhaps justifies my decision to include it here, but let’s move on to some examples that are less open to interpretation.
Shooting flora is becoming a new pleasure of mine, and this is where I would have struggled with the macro, the day was quite breezy, and the narrow depth of field that a macro produces would doubtless have required dozens of shots just to get one in focus. With a little patience waiting for the wind to drop I captured these and was quite happy with them.
Detail shots are often about textures and water, wood and stone as well as the wind I was bound to find interest if I looked closely enough (which is surely the point of nature photography on this level after all). Trees that have been twisted by decades of winds following the valley downstream provide subject matter, as do the lichens that adhere to them.
Then there’s the wildlife. On my way downstream I encountered a mole scurrying around in the grass, and though I fired a few shots the beast was uncooperative in revealing eyes or snout so I was left with a lot of black fur which I won’t share here. Having looked down I then looked up and was rewarded by the sight and sound of a curlew in flight and at range I’d not experienced before. (They’re usually invisible or highly camouflaged on misty moors, or nervously keeping their distance with other shoreline dippers and dibbers).
Even a single boulder might be worth a shot, if mother nature has chosen to decorate it nicely.
I was clearly more in my element now and aside from these shots captured two favourites from the riverside: one as I had crossed the river to return to my car. The other walkers who passed me must have questioned my sanity when I chose to lie flat on the ground and begin shooting along the woodland floor but the rewards are there for those who look closely.
My other favourite came a little earlier, near to High Force itself where a simple wooden fence post had become the site for nature to establish a good hold and create a world in miniature. All together now… “It’s a small world after all, it’s a small world….”