Well what can I say... We've been trying to get together for our outing for over a week and nothings happened. Screw the obstacles I say - I went out by myself today. Chris picked my location and I strapped the camera around my neck fully prepared to get nothing out of today but I forced myself out of the house, because really, why are we paying daycare - ya know?
I ended up at Webster's Falls. It turned into a beautiful day with bursts of sunshine and dramatic skies. I trekked around the park trying to follow other people's footstep so as not to fall down (can you say 2ft of snow anyone?!?) and shot the equivalent of a few rolls of film. I started off taking pictures from one of the look outs when I spotted a small group of people on the canyon floor taking pictures SO CLOSE to the falls that the spray was hitting them. Curious (read: jealous) I started running down the snowy slope to find my way down there.
It took 5 minutes for me to realize it wasn't going to happen. I wasn't wearing the proper footwear (or a hat & mittens) and the stairs leading down were completely covered in ice. It just wasn't meant to be - today anyways - but that's okay because I plan on going back soon.
On my way back to the car I met a really nice retired guy who lived in the area and spent the better part of an hour telling me the history of the falls and the small town of Greenville, Dundas and Ancaster. He actually told me too much of himself (his house is for sale, getting divorced, moving to Japan... Hi Bruce!) but I enjoyed listening to him go on about all the hidden trails and secret places he played in as a child. Maybe when I go back I can take advantage of some of the stories and incorporate them into my photography.
All in all I had a wonderful day! And surprise surprise, it was all by myself.
