PHOTOS: Atlantic Ave At 31st Street
Saturday afternoon, filling time while waiting to pick up the daughter, thought I’d play with the camera a little. Some selections for your general derision. Enjoy
Saturday afternoon, filling time while waiting to pick up the daughter, thought I’d play with the camera a little. Some selections for your general derision. Enjoy
Some selected photos from the Eastern Shore of VA and (very) Southern Virginia Beach from December 2023. Enjoy.
Oreo is not a fan of the paparazzi and asks you to direct all questions to her media rep.
Kimmers took these photos of your intrepid creator.
The Jug Handle Bridge is a recent addition to the Outer Banks. It goes into the Sound, then curves back towards land to disembark at the Rodanthe Roundabout. The reason is pretty simple: The Outer Banks is eroding and sinking, and the people that live there insist on living in a Short Term Paradise and need a bridge to get them there.
But the bridge is so new it’s almost white, and very stark and minimal. On the day we were there, it was practically a clear day. It almost looks like a bridge to nowhere. It’s a clean, elegant photo.
From our trip to the Outer Banks, this person was just sitting in the grass on top of the dunes reading. She began to turn her head as I started taking pics, I don’t think she was aware I was shooting her. The other two shots have her looking up into the sky with the back of her head towards me. But this…
I am the last person to tell you that my photos are worth a damn, but I love this shot.
Right across the parking lot from the Graveyard of the Atlantic Museum is a BEAUTIFUL beach, that has had less than ten people on it every Saturday Morning I’ve been there.
One surfer totally made me as I was taking photos. I wanted to call him Ken, but he had a surfboard, his job is more than beach.
However, I thought you might like to see these since this is one part of my trip to OBX that didn’t flame out.
The leading lines were just too tempting. This is from the Boat Ramp on Shore Drive at the Lesner Bridge.
Taken with iPhone 12. That’s my daily driver now, it’s a better camera than my T5i.
Also, much less conspicuous than a big black camera for street photography, where I need more practice.
Kim and I take the long drive down to Knotts Island every so often to get out of the house, as one does when you work from home. Beautiful Sunset yesterday, I decided to take a slight detour to the Pungo Ferry Boat Landing and see if there was anything worth capturing.
Turns out there was.
I’ve never known a cat to have RBF until this one came along. This cat is all shade.
Human, this is clearly mine. Stop the BS.
Recent trip to Chic’s Beach as a front was coming through. Tried a lower angle on this shot to get your eyes to follow down the beach a bit. There are more than a few stories about this place that I could tell, and at least one them involve hoping the folks at 3556 On The Bay where ‘every place is a penthouse’ (If I remember the circa 1985 marketing of the place when it opened) couldn’t see me in the later hours of the night / wee hours of the morning.
That’s all you get, use your imagination.
iPhone 12, can’t remember if I used the Moment app on this or not.
When editing photos of the thunderclouds over the weekend, I took this photo as a companion to the VB Convention Center photo from June. The curves complement each other. What I hadn’t expected is my little winged friend in the photo. A happy accident, which I’m happy to share with you. Taken with iPhone 12, edited in Lightroom.
Taken with iPhone 12, 26mm/1.6
Not exactly a lap cat, but lap-adjacent.
Pic taken by the wife, who finds it amusing to snap photos of your favorite idiot when he dozes off.
After a long break, Kimmers and I headed down to the Charles Kuralt turnoff on the way to Knotts Island. She wanted to get the birds, but I had no idea what I wanted to capture. They’ve been doing some road work (How can you tell you crossed into North Carolina? Paved Roads.), and they parked their heavy equipment at the turnoff. So, I decided to mess around with the BIG YELLOW THING.
Any photographer—any storyteller—will tell you that how you frame something can tell a quite a different story from reality. For example, here’s a wide shot of Independence Hall from Biden’s speech.
Here’s the photo that’s circulating over on Right Wing Media. Notice a difference?
This photo is a close and cropped shot to exclude the blue panels on either side, and it’s been Photoshopped to make the red backdrop behind him darker and more sinister. Biden’s body language is meant to portray something evil, but since this photo has clearly been, uh, selectively edited, I find myself wondering if Biden actually did this.
Don’t believe everything you see. Question Everything.
Cloudy Day at Lesner. I happen to think those are great days for taking a camera around. Enjoy.
iPhone 12 4.2mm f/1.6 1/6135
The drive to Rodanthe, on the Outer Banks of North Carolina, is my favorite drive, and this road is the most barren and beautiful stretch of it. If you’ve ever heard of this road, it’s likely because it’s been flooded out after a hurricane.
On the left side about fifty yards beyond the dunes, is The Atlantic Ocean. On the right, between 25 and fifty yards beyond the light poles, is the Ablemarle Sound. This is a narrow and salty piece of land, and it’s one of my happy places.
iPhone 12 4.2mm f /1.6 1/7813
As we walked back from the beach, this gentleman was walking towards it to do just what I had done, take pictures. I’m just about at the road, when I turn back and see this shot. It just looked so…I don’t know. Stark may not be the right word, but a lone figure in that cutaway was irresistible.
iPhone 12 1.55mm f/2.4 1/978
This is the historic footbridge at Whalehead Resort in Corolla, NC. This is on the northern end of the Outer Banks, and it’s as simple as taking a left at the first major light once you cross the bridge. In almost 40 years of going down to OBX, I’d never taken that left.
This is a gem I didn’t expect to find. Amazing.
iPhone 12, 4.2mm f/1.6 1/7299
Bodie Island Light is at the Northern End of Rt 12. While most people think of Hatteras Light when they think of OBX, I find Bodie Island more photogenic. Especially on an overcast day like this. Just beautiful.
Canon T5i, 24mm f/4.5 1/2500
As I passed this guy, he was saying to someone in the phone “A life lived for others is the only life worth living.”
Einstein on the Beach, ladies and gentlemen.
Canon T5i 135mm f/5.6 1/250
“It’s all quite simple,” Scrappy said. “The problem is you haven’t yet identified the obstacle you’re facing.”
Scrappy took a second to preen an errant feather before continuing. “You think that the problem is your situation, but you know the truth. You put yourself in this situation. You believe that your problem is the people who put you here. You put yourself here. So I want you to listen. The only person stopping you from solving your problem is you. I don’t whine when my brothers in the flock won’t let me eat with them. I find food on my own. I don’t complain when my brothers fly so fast that they leave me behind. I get there on my own. I do what I have to do to survive. Sure, they’re not happy about it. They’d like me to go away because I’m tiny and should have been gone a long time ago.
Scrappy shifted his position and looked out over the water. “Now I’m sitting here talking to you when I should be down there looking for breakfast. So I’m going to leave you with this: The only person in your way is you, and deep down, you know what you have to do. You have to fix it. Or you don’t, and that means whatever that means for a human. I couldn’t possibly know. I’m just a rat with wings, right? So you think about it, and if you decide to do something, all you need to do is follow me. Better yet, follow yourself. I’m going to be far away from here this time tomorrow, and it’s time you learned how to survive on your own.
Then, Scrappy flapped his wings a few times and flew away, leaving me to my future.
Canon T5i, 62mm f/5.6 1/80
On the North End, there’s no one to tell you that you can’t surf.
I honestly can’t remember if we were dealing with a Tropical event out at sea on this day, but clearly business had picked up. These were not the only dudes out for a session that day, but the rest of the pack were several streets down from us. I think they were worried of crossing into Fort Story by accident, so they moved on down the beach.