A short afternoon trip yesterday, made necessary by ungodly traffic on the turnpike that delayed an arranged meeting with my friend Jack by over an hour. We headed south from the ranger station on QB Rd. and then peeled off on Middle to follow the Batsto down. I'll begin with the moon over the river.
Not too far south of there we stopped by a small concrete structure that Jack had seen on an earlier trip. I can't say what it was. It almost looks like a water gate, but there's no immediate evidence of what it might have drained. I guess it could have been a base for something. Who knows?
It was just a gorgeous day, a little on the warmish side to be called autumn crisp, but bright and sparkling nevertheless. The sun was just angling toward the western horizon and beginning to paint the world with that best kind of picture taking light. Just to prove it, here's a shot of an old, dead pine not far from the concrete thingamabob.
We continued down along the river, passing five or six riders on horseback who kindly moved out of our path. I stopped just above the lake to grab a few shots and spotted this kayaker.
At this point we passed through Batsto, and headed out 542 to check out a property my friend had been considering. It's just a little shack on a hardscrabble, bramble-choked bit of bottom land.
I love the way the light hits this old place sitting in its little clearing. It doesn't look like it has long to stand, but have a look at the door detail. Looks like 3" planks, and I would call that hardware... stout.
We continued on down Turtle Creek Rd. to the turnaround at Swan Bay and hopped out to let the dog stretch her legs and get some pictures. Here's the view west, sometime after 4:30 PM.
I wasn't pleased with the sunset shots I got with my Powershot. Jack's DSLR captured some really nice ones, though. While we were hanging around shooting a large flock of honking birds overflew us. We had some debate over what they were. I initially called them geese, which Jack objected to as they were too noisy for Canadas. I managed to get the following shot.
Looking at this I thought they might be swans, but now I am not so sure. I see a long neck and dark/black wingtips. Do any swans have black wingtips? I know whooping cranes do, but I don't know if they are in Jersey, or if they flock like that.
I'll end as I began, with the moon hanging in the east.
Not too far south of there we stopped by a small concrete structure that Jack had seen on an earlier trip. I can't say what it was. It almost looks like a water gate, but there's no immediate evidence of what it might have drained. I guess it could have been a base for something. Who knows?
It was just a gorgeous day, a little on the warmish side to be called autumn crisp, but bright and sparkling nevertheless. The sun was just angling toward the western horizon and beginning to paint the world with that best kind of picture taking light. Just to prove it, here's a shot of an old, dead pine not far from the concrete thingamabob.
We continued down along the river, passing five or six riders on horseback who kindly moved out of our path. I stopped just above the lake to grab a few shots and spotted this kayaker.
At this point we passed through Batsto, and headed out 542 to check out a property my friend had been considering. It's just a little shack on a hardscrabble, bramble-choked bit of bottom land.
I love the way the light hits this old place sitting in its little clearing. It doesn't look like it has long to stand, but have a look at the door detail. Looks like 3" planks, and I would call that hardware... stout.
We continued on down Turtle Creek Rd. to the turnaround at Swan Bay and hopped out to let the dog stretch her legs and get some pictures. Here's the view west, sometime after 4:30 PM.
I wasn't pleased with the sunset shots I got with my Powershot. Jack's DSLR captured some really nice ones, though. While we were hanging around shooting a large flock of honking birds overflew us. We had some debate over what they were. I initially called them geese, which Jack objected to as they were too noisy for Canadas. I managed to get the following shot.
Looking at this I thought they might be swans, but now I am not so sure. I see a long neck and dark/black wingtips. Do any swans have black wingtips? I know whooping cranes do, but I don't know if they are in Jersey, or if they flock like that.
I'll end as I began, with the moon hanging in the east.
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