Basically the night started out nicely, just above 10degrees, and the sky was crystal clear.

I called up my ever keen photo companion, and we quickly decided that we'd make the (seemingly
never-ending) trek up the hill to the fort. By the time we got to the top, I was sucking air as
quickly as I could, and we realised very quickly what we were facing...

The wind was absolutely howling. A couple of gusts really had me staggering, so the only way I
could get a shot was to splay the legs of the tripod as close to the ground as I could, leave the
arm of the tripod out horizontally, and counterweight the end of the arm by hanging my bag (straps
tied together) for stability. Then it was just a case of finding somewhere to shelter for the next
45 minutes as this was exposing. The shelter came curtesy of another part of the forts outer wall
which was still standing.

So we hunkered down, cracked a beer, laid back and shot the breeze.



I've finally been getting some time to go back through my archived shots, and add a little more
content here on pbase. There's more to see in the following galleries too.




And if that's not just quite enough excitement for one day, here's an exhibition announcement!



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