Maine in B&W - 1.) Lobster Shack near Otter Cove 2.) Crashing Waves near Otter Cliffs
These photos may have been the most difficult get due to the perils I went through to get to them. The first photo was a shack along the shoreline of Otter Cove at the southern end of Acaria NP. I spotted it from across the cove on the eastern side. Driving around to the west side of the cove, I tried to find a way to the shoreline from the road. What was between the two was a sharp dropoff with pebbles and dense trees. Eventually finding a spot that looked the least dangerous, I began my descent with my camera and tripod in hand. My grippy hiking shoes were deemed useless on the loose dirt and pebbles that slipped out from underneath them on every step. After almost face-planting into the dirt and rocks on the way down, I finally reached the shoreline. Making my way to the waterline, I crossed large stones barely held in place, covered in wet seaweed and algae. The second photo was from the top of the Otter Cliffs looking down at the crashing waves. I had my composition set up with my tripod and myself a step away from a 100 foot drop off to jagged rocks and crashing waves. After I focused the lens and adjusted my settings, I went to twist the polarizing filter on the front of my lens. Without realizing it was loose, my polarizer fell right off my camera and onto a ledge a few feet down the cliffside. Panicked, I peered over the side of the cliff. The foaming waves continued to crash below as I carefully adjusted my position without knocking my tripod off the cliff. Now that I was deathly near the cliff edge, I leaned down off the cliff using my hand to search inside the crevice that it had fallen into. I carefully slipped it out so I did not scratch the glass on the sharp rock. The reason I did this was because I knew it was possible to retrieve it if I was careful, and without the polarizer I would not have been able to accomplish some of my photos later on in the trip. I wiped the polarizer clean and secured it tightly back on my camera and resumed shooting the violent waters.
After spending the entire month of January indoors recovering from the flu, it has been thrilling to be outdoors again. We are exploring the coast of Oregon. We have come at storm season and it is intense. Sometimes travel at the “wrong time” of year can be so rewarding. We are getting wet for sure. Taking down a tent and packing the car is never fun in rain. Yet the empty beaches with mile upon mile of smooth sand is not given to fair weather visitors. The viewpoints for the rugged scenes such as this one, had the wind and waves that have shaped this coast. As in everything, pluses and minuses. So we try to cherish the pluses and let the minuses fade from memory.