Natural limestone rock arch leading to Reynards cave. Dovedale, Derbyshire peak district, uk
Having had an explore beyond it I guess it was part of the cave eons ago. worth the detour to look at... almost on your hands and knees to scramble up to it.
Hokie had mentioned Magic Lantern in another thread. I've been using it for a couple of years now, but never explored Dual ISO, so I was playing with it a little bit last night. The short of it is, it alternates horizonatal lines with 2 different ISOs, your base ISO set on the camera, and a recovery (usually higher to fill in shadows) ISO set in ML. What you gain is a bit of dynamic range with lower noise than just boosting shadows in post, but at the cost of losing a bit of resolution and a little more moire. I've had pretty good results using combos of 100/1600 and 400/3200, but never tried it above that until now. I wasn't very agressive with it for this shot, since I was starting at a pretty high ISO anyway because I didn't have a tripod.
Half way up the Tsaravets fortress hill side in Bulgaria.
I just like how this snap breaks all the rules yet draws you into its three distinct focal layers.
I found a seat so I parked up for a minute. A detached reflective moment... no visual agenda, no particular focus on anything... just being for a minute.
little Bulgarian lizards... skittish critters, must be good eating to birds etc.
there`s one every three meters in the wilderness. Territorial beasties.
I had one outside the front door... it got mighty tame after a hundred failed attempts to climb over the edging stones on the path.
one day I walked under the grape vines and glanced to my side in the topiary bush and it was stood in the top on its back legs with its front legs stretched apart sun bathing... didn't even bother to run off. neither did the poisonous snake that bathed on the path every morning... I let it live because it eats the mice that try to raid the kitchen. forgot to tell my friends... one nearly stood on it one morning well you get six hours before you conk out from respiratory failure
I did a ton of shooting today, ending up in a tiny little place... this one... where my mother spent the first few years of her life. The house wasn't there anymore - father time knocked it down and all that remains are piles of wood. And the remains of two old wagons.
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