Early morning at Jenness State Beach. Having lived in Salisbury, Mass I was quite familiar with this beach, with Rye, with Hampton, with Portsmouth. Many a sunrise was to be had and I’d seemed to make it more than a daily routine to get down to the surf and get the show that was given to us in the clouds.
This day in particular was on the weekend of the 4th of July. When I arrived at Hampton, I was unsatisfied as I usually am with the typical sandy beach shots I’d become so accustomed to seeing in everyone’s Facebook news feeds. I wanted the hardpack, the sand that is reflective, that you step on and you’re not sure if you’re going to sink in or stand firm on top. It’s a way of mirroring the sky that was about to open up with color.
The colors didn’t disappoint. I’d moved all over the beach, at times getting in the way of a few people attempting to get that perfect shot on their cell phones. Sorry folks, I have a big lens but it’s big and wide. I got the girth, but i got to get in close as I possibly can to every shot. I had a subject, the ground and sky working together. I crossed paths with one of these cell phone photographers and said “sorry for getting in your way” but I really wasn’t. I was getting shot after shot that are gallery quality. I’d not had much concern for the teenager who was trying to compose something for twitter. I don’t have anything against cell phone Ansel Adams’ but seriously, know who is doing this try and capture artwork as opposed to proving to your friends that you stayed up all night.
I usually don’t take very long at each station. I know, I know. . .patience is the virtue of the photographer, but I’m all about value. I have limited time on this Earth and I want to get what I came for and keep moving. When I get that gallery shot, I can go home and know I did my best for the day. This is how I get multiple shots I’m actually happy with each time I go on an outing. Seeing as I moved an hour from my beaches, a summer morning up at 3 am to scope out landscapes are few and far between and I was going to make the best of it.
Upon leaving, I saw I was walking into the frame of a biker gang having a morning group photo. I don’t like to be THAT guy, so I scurried off to the side to avoid photobombing them. Unsure if I was successful or not, or if I’m going to haunt their group photos for the year. Either way, I was sort of impressed that a biker gang was up so early on a weekend during the holiday weekend.
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