At the head of the Bohinj valley is the Savica waterfall.
When we reached it on a late March afternoon it was deserted. Confronted with a locked iron gate blocking the decent to its foot , we took the path of least resistance, climbed around and over the fences, and headed down to the waters edge.
I scrambled around, messing with tripods and searching for angles. Sam settled instead for a place for quiet contemplation. The two came together.
After 30 minutes we climbed back around the iron gate and set of down the hill; unlocked the car; found Harry where we left him; drove back to the apartment; then headed out to Ema’s for the worlds biggest pizza.
These moments never seem to last long enough – normal life soon intrudes … but at the same time, once experienced, they last a lifetime.
All photos taken with the Sigma DP1 Merril, ISO 100, with obligatory tripod.
A couple of weeks ago I bought a drone – the latest big thing – at the camera show in Birmingham. A two hour flight and one hour drive to Bohinj, in Slovenia, later I securely attached the Sigma DP3 Merrill to the drone ship, powered her up, and set her off in the general direction of up. At a height of one thousand metres, avoiding golden eagles and military jets, the crux of the flight, a careful manoeuvre to dock the Sigma with the Mefroto tripod – no point taking a chance with camera shake – and then rotate in 3D space to get into position. One click of the wireless, fly by wire, remote shutter and job done, the only thing left was to get her home safely!