Derelict Jerdune

After seeing these scatterred, abandoned Gomeran crofts along the ridge from Jerdune overlooking Barranco de Chinguarime a few years back, a wander to explore these crofts has always been on the list of to-do’s on la Gomera. The exceptional setting with stunning views combined with the ability to explore the derelict crofts made for a fantastic lazy afternoon’s wander this time.

In some ways, La Gomera reminds me of Highlands. In one way it’s sad to see the abandoned communities of derelict crofts scattered everywhere around the land, but in other ways these make for interesting wanders with fantastic photographic opportunities. While eating some fruit in the shadow of one of the roofless crofts, admiring the stunning view, we were actually wondering wheher we should maybe buy one and do it up. The heart screems yes very loudly, but the mind says no due to the remoteness and impracticalities.

Here is a set of monochrome images of the abondened, derelelict crofts with some interesting relics left behind by the owners. I have only dabbled with monochrome once in a blue moon, so any feedback on these images, especially on how to improve them very much appreciated.

In the next week, I aim to add another blog entry from this afternoon’s wander with a set of colour images that should give you a much better appreciation of how specteculer this place is.

A Gomeran Vista of Roques, Barrancos and Cumbres

Roques (volcanic rock spouts), barrancos (deep glens) and cumbres (long pinacled ridges) define the spectecular landscape of La Gomera. The barrancos and cumbres radiate to all sides from the centre of the island, Alto de Garajonay (1,487m), and the cumbres finally plunge steeply into the ocean. The nature of the barrancos vary enormously, ranging from lush and cultivated to covered in dense cloud forests to barren and sunburned.
The panorama above is a typical vista of this mountainous landscape surrounding La Laja. This panorama and the more detailed images below were taken from the old road beside the first tunnel of the new road from San Sebastian in the East to Hermigua in the North.

The three roques that are visible are Roque de Agondo, Roque de Carmona and Roque de Ojila. Together with Roque de la Zarcita that lies just behind Roque de Ojila when viewed from this position, these four roques are know on La Gomera as Los Roques. Roque de Agondo is the most impressive one, especially when viewed from the road that meanders between Los Roques. I will dedicate a future blog entry solely to images of Roque de Agondo.

Les Creces, Parque Nacional de Garajonay

It was a very hot day in town, so, after lunch, we decided to go for a wander in the cool, or sometimes even cold, laurel forest of the Parque Nacional de Garajonay, a UNESCO world heritage site. We drove to and parked at Les Creces, near Las Hayes, for a circular walk through the laurel forest.

These forest are magical, grown as nature would dictate, without the intervention of any human cultivation. In fact, the only visibility of human presence is the walking trails through these forests. Dead and fallen trees in these dense woods form the basis for regeneration and new growth. Mosses and leichen trive on both dead and live trees. The only noise is comes from the wind in the trees and the deafening songs of birds everywhere. The sunlight streaking through the canopy and at times the clouds blowing through the trees complete the magic of these forests.

Extending the harbour

These images show the work being carried out on extending the pier/quay in the harbour of San Sebastian de La Gomera during the first two days of our stay. The hazyness of the images is down to the presence of El Calima on both days, of which you can read more in the blog entry entitled El Calima.

Our guess is that the pier/quay is being extended to enabled more and/or larger cruise boats to moor in the harbour and let their hordes of tourist flock into the town to spend their money. In fact, during our last visit, a very large cruise boat had to moor outside the harbour and ferry passengers to the shore in small boats. Even before the last tourist was sailed to shore, other tourist were already being ferried back to the ship again. A very time consuming and tourist unfriendly process.

On the first day, a tug towed a new concrete block, probably from Tenerife but maybe even from further afield, to the harbour of San Sebastian de La Gomera, a very slow and very time consuming journey. Another concrete block that was moored in the harbour was moved by two boats from its position to close to the end of the pier/quay to make way for the new concrete block.

On the second day, the tug and the ‘power’ boat moved the prepared concrete block in place at the end of the pier/quay after which it was held in position and sunk. This positioning and sinking of the concrete block took the best part of the day.

So now there are two new blocks in place at the end of the pier/quay, with a third one being prepared before added at the end. The question is how many more blocks, or how far, will they be extending the pier/quay.

As you can see from the image on the right, even the locals are very curious as to what is happening.

El Calima

During the first couple of days of our holiday in San Sebastian de La Gomera visibility was very poor as you can see from these two images (one in colour and ‘antique’ monochrome). You may think this to be mist, low cloud or even rain, but it is in fact a sandstorm called the Calima.

The Calima is a hot, oppressing dust and sand-laden, southerly to southeasterly, sometimes easterly wind in the Canary Islands region. It is particularly prevalent in winter. Like it’s ‘big brother’ the Sirocco, the Calima blows out of a high-pressure over Northern Africa and the Sahara and is normally drawn northwards ahead of a passing cold-front or depression north of the archipelago. It’s fine yellowish-brown dust is even creeping through doors and windows. Outside visibility often reduces to null.

Sometimes a rare small depression forming south-west of the Canary Islands increase wind-speed and intensity of a Calima event. Such storms and the rising warm and humid air can lift dust 5,000 m or so above the Atlantic blanketing hundreds of thousands of square miles of the eastern Atlantic Ocean with a dense cloud of Saharan sand, many times reaching as far as the Caribbean.

This abnormal hot and humid Calima is often associated with fog and patchy drizzle and the Canary people are heavily suffering from respiratory problems. Conditions could become even so bad that they might force public life and transport to a stand-still. On January 8, 2002, the international airport of Santa Cruz had to be closed because visibility dropped to less than 50 meters.

View of El Cumbre through El Calima from San Sebastian (Monochrome).

The Sailings

On the way back from Arrochar/Tarbet, we left the dual carriage way for a detour through Bowling and Old kilpatrick. Bowling is a place you just want to drive through, but Old Kilpatrick appears to be a nice little village.

We went for a walk along the Forth/Clyde Canal and stumbled on this little nature reserve called The Sailings. A bit of land between the canal and the Clyde in the shadow of the Erskine Bridge. It’s amazing how high this bridge actually is when you stand underneath it.

The walk along the shore of the Clyde, through grasses, across a wooden walkway and along the canal, was a welcome wander. We even spotted two deer from the wooden walkway, but unfortunately they were too obscured for some decent shots.

A place to come back for a wander, although the big drawback is the continuous noise from the dual carriage way along the hill and on the bridge. It’s a bit like the noise of wind in the top of the trees above you, but then car noise.

A run in the woods

We drove up to Mugdock Wood for some fresh air and to let Lola tire herself out. Both a bit fragile and tired, partly down to a bit too much Rioja on Saturday night and partly down to the time of the year and the ‘wear and tear’ of work. We really need a holiday to recharge the batteries. The weather wasn’t great, very dull and grey with the odd flurry of snow. So my lack of inspiration was matched by my bland surroundings.

I decided to put my 100mm macro lens on the camera and restrict myself to look for ‘intimate’ images in the landscape, forcing myself to move around to compose rather than being lazy with the usual zoom. Very frustrating to start with, as I wanted to switch to my wide angle zoom on various occasions, but I persevered. Halfway through the walk, I started to think I would return without taking a single image.

But the approach paid off well as you can (hopefully) see from this set of images. Not only did I start to see opportunities in the chaotic forests for close ups, I also started to experiment with small apertures and shallow depth of field of the lens. Although I had the tripod with me, I happily took all these images handheld at ISO 800 and shutter speeds of 1/30 or thereabouts, certainly testing Canon’s acclaimed four stop Image Stabiliser to it’s full.

This is the first time I’ve really tried this lens in the field, and wow, I’m well impressed. Not only does it deliver outstanding images in the ‘studio’ for macro photography of jewellery (the main reason for buying this lens in the first place), it is proving to produce very sharp intimate landscapes and, more surprisingly, very sharp action shots. I’m bowled over how well the autofocus snapped on instantly with these two grab shots of Lola at full speed.

Sun on the moors

Having a lazy weekend after a very busy week, so we headed up to Mugdock for a Sunday afternoon wander (and to tire Lola out). Not really in the mood for photography, in fact not in the mood for very much at all.

It was a crisp, cold day with a winter sun making the walk very pleasant instead of bitterly cold.

We walked a longish circle starting along the Loch to the Castle, then across the swamp up to the high moors, passed the quarry and back to the Loch past the big, magnificent, solitary oak. As always, Lola was in her element, especially on the moors, running ragged, playing with sticks and finding ‘imaginary’ mice in the grasses everywhere.

I only took a few images, but I’m pleased with how they turned out.

Castle Gloom

A few images from a day trip to Castle Gloom quite a few years ago. The castle, better known as Castle Campbell, dates from the 1400’s and sits in a lofty, isolate position at the head of Dollar Glen, overlooking the town of Dollar, the low lands of Clackmannanshire and the Ochill Hills.

With the Burn of Care on one side and the Burn of Sorrow on the other, Castle Gloom, sounds like something out of a horror movie. Yet this is a beautiful place and the castle is an awe-inspiring sight as it first comes into view along the approach road through the Glen.

During our wander through the castle we stumbled across this little pond, more a big puddle, teaming with frogs and spawn in the shadow of the castle walls.
I am unsure of the exact year these images were captured, but most likely in early spring in 2003. I came across these wonderful images during my long term project to scan my back catalog of negatives.

A place on the list of ‘we must go there again soon’. Maybe this Spring?

A wander in the woods

Sunday morning turned out to be the start of another dreich, uninspiring day. Even Lola was unhappy going the distance to the corner shop to get the Sunday papers and the usual Morton rolls for breakfast. In the afternoon, we drove up to Drumclog for some fresh air and a wander in the woods.

We ventured onto the small tracks through the forest from the moment we left the car park, but headed slightly further North than usual and meandered along the edge of the valley South of Mugdock Castle. A wonderful bit of forest left to grow natuarlly and wild with views across the valley dominated by wonderful purple colours of bare trees. A mixture of old oak trees and chaotic skinny birches domiate this part of the forest, offering plenty of photographic opportunities. I could kick myself for leaving the tripod behind, as the light was mostly too dim to take images handheld, even at 1/15 second with the use of image stabilisation.

On reaching the West Highland Way, we headed North following the tracks along the Allander Water rather than the busy path. Lola was in her element, running with other dogs through the undergrowth, chasing sticks and paddling in the shallows of the river. I took some images of the waterfall, but due to the lack of a tripod I could not slow the shutterspeed down enough to get the falls turning into a lovely milky substance. Alas, there’ll be a next time.

Het vennetje

These images were taken on a crisp, sunny winter’s morning a few years ago when I was staying at my parents in the Netherlands. An ideal morning to step out of the door and walk onto the heather for reflection and appreciating nature.

This small nature reserve, ‘De Renderklippen’, lies on the ‘Noord Oost Veluwe’ and is a typical combination of heather and forest that is the trademark of this area of the country. Not only is this an area of natural beauty, it is also home to a large variety of wildlife including deer and wild boar.

On the few occasions that I go back home, I try take take time to appreciate the beauty of the place that I grew up in. Hopefully these images give an impression of the walk to ‘het vennetje’, literally meaning ‘the little fen’. The combination of patches of ice on the water with a clear blue sky overhead made and no wind provided me with a great photographic opportunities.

Mugdock Castle

The castle grounds are worthwhile exploring, especially the area between the castle and the loch. There you can find fascinating old trees.

Insert 360 degree virtual reality of the castle.