During the journey through the fjords, the Evangelista detoured to take us close to the Brujo glacier. Rain threatened, and at times delivered on the threat; droplets driven by the wind spattered the lens, eventually forcing me to abandon the 14–45 and replace it with the 100–300. My fingers started to numb, my nose ran, but nothing could quell the compulsion to make the most of the short visit.
[6 December 2011, Panasonic Lumix GH1, 14–45 mm at 14 mm, ISO 100, 1/160 at f11]
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The other guy with camera looks just right, somehow. Perspective, scale, something.
The mouth of an ice river, becoming something else.
You've seen water in so many forms on this journey. Perhaps a watery book is emerging? (No pressure of course - it may equally well be a bird book, a book of portaits, or of your travel writings - no pressure at all!)
Word verification: WINGIT
RR, water fascinates me, but so do many other things. Now I'm back, I've started looking for themes in what I've written. How those will be incorporated into a book remains problematic.
Zhoen, you're right — the photographer's definitely necessary for this photograph.
The colour of that glacier is stunning.
Really loving wandering through your photos Pete.
Glad you're enjoying the journey, Leonie :^) Thanks.
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