On Saturday is the start of the 2018 edition of my Acadia Workshop in Maine. I like to arrive early so I can do final scouting to see what has changed since the last time and to do some personal shooting. Being here alone gives me the chance to really work on getting a few really good shots because I can be selfish and shoot whatever I want for as long as I want. When I have the group, I need to make sure they are being cared for and it limits my shooting, which is OK, that’s my job.
I was recently talking to a client who told me about a workshop she did in Iceland and how the photographer leading the group was there to make pictures and didn’t care what the clients were doing. One evening they wanted to go out and shoot the Northern Lights and the pro said he was tired and they could look out the hotel windows if they wanted to see the lights. None of the clients will be going on another trip with that guy.
It is a long drive from N.J. to Acadia, I took my time and made a couple stops so it was almost 10 hours and I was pretty tired when I checked into the hotel. The devil hopped up on my shoulder and told me to stay at the hotel and rest while the angel got on the other shoulder and said to take advantage of the beautiful and get out and shoot. I made the right choice and got out of the hotel.
It was past dinner time so I pulled one of my favorite tricks and headed to the grocery store to get cheap food to eat in the car rather than waste time getting dinner at a restaurant. With an egg salad sandwich from the grocery deli and fresh bananas I headed into the park. I did some quick drive bys of favorite locations to see how they were looking and then settled in at Jordan Pond.
The sun was getting low and the sky was clear, which isn’t great for sunset photos. I walked a little ways around the pond and got away from the only people, a family with too many kids. I love being here this time of year because the crowds haven’t arrived yet. I sat on a big rock at the edge of the pond and had my egg salad and banana picnic while watching the bright sun set over the horizon. I rarely photograph the setting sun, especially on a cloudless day, so I just sat there and enjoyed the incredible scenery and lack of humanity. After the picnic was devoured and the sky was starting to get darker I got out the camera and mounted it on the tripod. Once again I was amazed to be treated to an outrageous show by nature and it seemed like it was just for me. I am blessed.
About 40 minutes after sunset the colors I had been waiting for appeared in the western sky. What a great show. I am truly blessed.