evening light...a pink sky reflecting...
Last fall we took a leisurely ride down to Cape Cod, MA, checking out a cottage rental for this summer. Route 28 is a long and winding road with many distractions, some of interest, and a great deal of traffic!
Crossing a small bridge into Harwich, I caught a glimpse of some amazing and spectacular red boats. "What a gorgeous picture," I thought out-loud. Hubby said, "we'll catch them on the way back, there's too much traffic right now."
The capture never happened, last fall as we exited the Cape from a different direction! I mentioned the red boats to my friend Judy at the beginning of our summer rental and she knew exactly the spot, mentioning that she wanted to photograph them as well. A few more weeks passed and still no red boat photos!
Attending an art show in Hyannis we came across a photographer who displayed a photo of our red boats, still a vivid memory. "Wow Judy, we have to get over there and get some pictures soon," I said. Later we learned that the boats are one of the most photographed scenes on the Cape.
Several more weeks somehow escaped us! Making it a priority, last Thursday was designated, Red Boat Day, it was going to happen! We will get up before sunrise and make the half hour journey to Harwich to photograph before first light, was the plan. Un-showered, uniformed in sweat pants, sleepy eyed, yawning, along with bed hair we made the jaunt.
What a spectacular morning it was! The serenity deafening, mirror like would be the perfect description of the saltwater estuary. A slight mist covered the marsh, the air clean and fresh with the hint of a warm day yet to follow. I was in photography heaven with a couple of my favorite people who share my photo addiction. Dueling shutter buttons were the only sound that resonated other than an occasional bird whisking by.
Later that afternoon returning from an event, we noticed that one of the boats was occupied. Burly and heavily tattooed sat a sixty-fiveish long-gray haired man holding a bamboo fishing rod sitting under a grass umbrella. I’m guessing that he is a Vietnam Veteran, hence the name Hero on the side of the boat. Just a hunch!
Pleased with our new discovery and captures we decided to return at sunset, making it a Grand Slam Red Boat Day and so we did! Over two hundred photos later I’m not even sure I picked the best ones. I wish to frame a couple and that I will do as a friendly reminder to never, ever pass up a great shot.
Some are very much worth waiting for!
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