I had visited Erlestoke for the first time at the start of March, and at the time I had written
'in the past, when I have been similarly excited about a new photo location I will repeatedly visit it to within an inch of it'itss life and overload my hard drive with photos that I ultimately have no passion for - let's see how it goes over the next couple of months...'
As we were now in April and my scouting for Bluebells was beginning in earnest, that statement was about to become prophetic, as I took a particular liking for this little patch of Wiltshire! (is it prophetic if I wrote that several months after the event happened - probably not, but let's pretend that I at least have some idea what I'm talking about..).
On this particular Sund,ay the forecast was only soso, and so I set out without any expectations of taking a good photograph. Inst,ead I wanted to see how far the Bluebells might be from their peak. As you'll begin to learn over the next blog or so, my judgement isn't based on any significant experience and if I suggest something might be 'a week or so away from peak' you should probably interpret that to be about 3 weeks in reality. This lack of experience, and a lack of talent, and the fact I don't really like people is why I'm not thinking of offering photography workshops any time soon!
The good news is that I met my expectations on this shoot, in that I didn't capture a very good photograph, however, I thought it was still worth blogging about this trip as collectively these musings might demonstrate to you that there is actually a bit of graft behind my photography, and that I do take it seriously, despite my flippant persona. A lot of my adventures end up with subpar images, but by getting out consistently, I give myself the best opportunity to actually be in place when the conditions are right.
It's funny how it goes isn't it? I had been feeling a little underwhelmed about Erlestoke Parl Woods up until the point that I came across the exposed roots section - but with that simple discovery all of that malaise was forgotten and I was now back in the 'EPW is amazing' camp. Annoyingly, the conditions never really came through for me at this location this year, so I'm still yet to take a shot I actually like here, but now I was confident that with a bit of mist I might just get a shot to be proud of....
See you next week where I'll be (checks notes) at Erlestoke Park Woods again...must have been some mist in the forecast...should.be.interesting...
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