Well, I suppose it’s about time

I’ve photographed this wellhead before, but never at sunrise. Last Saturday I got up at 5am for some reason, hopped in the truck with my cameras, and started out in search of photographic adventure. I found it.

Sunrise and sunset provide the most amazing opportunities for photos because of the unique light they provide. Sunset is a lot easier, of course. Sunsets in the winter often happen before I’m off work, and winter sunrises occur after I’ve already arrived at work. Summer sunrises? Well, they’re just plain early. You’ve got to get up to catch ’em, and that isn’t always easy.

I must say, after the results of Saturday’s outing, that it sure pays off.

Juxtaposition, redux

That’s a lot more instances of the letter X than one usually finds in one of my blog post titles. This is a windmill north of the Regan wind farm from my photo trip a couple of Saturdays ago. It stands in stark contrast to its giant neighbors. It’s old, it’s not an eyesore, and it’s far less likely to be subsidized by tax dollars. It’s also not portrayed as a panacea by rabid environmentalists and corporate shysters alike.

Having said all that, I just think it’s photogenic. A springtime juxtaposition of the same nature on the south side of the wind farm can be viewed by clicking here.

Well…

Time to start “pumping out” some more photos of things protruding from the snow, before it’s time to start bringing out the new Spring Collection! I can’t wait for things to green up and for it to be nice out once again. I plan to take my little boys out on photo trips now that they’re old enough and seem to have a knack for it.

Think Spring!

Blue, green, and rust

It’s been a while since I posted YAWP (Yet Another Windmill Photo). I’ll admit that I’m partial to them; in fact, they have their own category on this site! When I find one that’s distinctive like this one I pay it particular attention. The colors of the day made it an even more attractive subject, since I’m especially tired of the dreary skies that have dominated much our spring and summer!

Well…

I’m always intrigued when I find an old well out in the middle of an otherwise vacant field. I ponder whether or not there was an old farmstead there at one point, or perhaps a windmill to drive the pump. In this case there’s no sign that there was ever a building foundation there, although there are some big rocks nearby.

I’ve spotted a few of these while out perusing the back roads of central North Dakota. They’re not always easy to see, but I’m starting to get an eye for this kind of interesting stuff as I wander.

Winter windmill and a bit of shoe advice

I used to think a North Dakota winter was too bleak to provide many photo opportunities. I soon learned otherwise. On those hazy days, one simply has to look a little harder. On those crystal clear days with the sun glaring at you from low in the sky, you’ve got to be a little craftier. Then there are those really stark, dramatic skies that make a rare appearance over winter. That’s when you hope for something like this. Frozen landscape below, varied sky above, and a decrepit old windmill placed just right in relation to the sun. Yep, I like the ingredients in this one.

I didn’t even have to hike too far, and my shoes were already wet. I wear mountain biking shoes when I do winter photo hikes, because they wick moisture away from my feet. They also have hard rubber cleats, which helps with traction in certain conditions. Then there’s the fact that my Shimanos are one of the most comfortable shoes I’ve ever worn.

Anyway, back to my original line of rambling. No matter what the conditions, North Dakota remains a fertile playground for a would-be photographer. From fluffy snow and blanketing fog to spiky frost and stark, glaring sun…North Dakota winters have a little bit of everything. You need only be brave enough to venture out into it, camera in gloved hand.