Believe it or not, it took a long time to take this picture. Please notice the rooster at the corner of the frame. He was elusive but he had to be in the picture. We were coming from doing a little shopping and life seemed to slow down. We strolled down this old street and I could picture how it was to walk on this same street hundreds of years ago. It was an “ah ha” moment, indeed. I loved Christiansted Harbor and the old town although it wasn’t packed with tourists or filled shops. It was quiet and there was enough to entertain us as we walked along. We ate at a local place for lunch and we were content. The light was coming through the tight street at an interesting angle. There were vines and moss growing on the old walls. The proud rooster patrolled his territory. I hope he would of this picture.
My wife is a professional photographer and she has always said that the best light is at sunrise or when the sun is going down. At first, I disputed this fact in my mind because I had always got what I thought were good pictures throughout the day. Our trip to St. Croix taught me that I was definitely wrong about my thoughts on light. We spent this afternoon stalking the perfect photos as the sun went down. This was the first time I really saw all of the opportunities for amazing pictures as the sun went down.
A photographer has to be dedicated to pack all of the gear required, first of all. You have to scout out great locations and then find interesting settings, second. The camera settings have to be perfect and the focal point has right on. Then it’s time to take pictures! Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
We wandered to a deserted beach in a turtle preserve on St. Croix for this picture. Our rental Jeep took us all around the 27×8 mile island this day and we entered the park through what looked like a swamp. We hiked towards the ocean but we couldn’t see a thing. I carried all of my snorkel gear hoping for a nice reef but we found the roughest surf with the cloudiest water. Sadly, there would be no skin diving for me. We hiked down the beach which was so secluded, it was a great place for a murder.
There was nobody in sight, as far as our eyes could see. I decided to look around and found some sort of old buried metal deep in the sand. I was disappointed to find that the treasure had already been taken after I did my best to dig it up. I spotted a lone coconut tree in the distance and I was happy to find a few nuts hanging from it. I climbed it and hacked off the nut pictured. Aubrey seemed surprised that I brought a snack back to her while she was sun bathing. The breeze was warm and strong out of the south. I was worried about getting a sunburn on my white body at the time. I used my favorite Benchmade knife to hack off the top of the nut and it was delicious to eat and drink.
I look at the Internet for many hours per day and I see a lot of pictures. I’m sure it is normal for me to wonder about the story behind the picture. In my case, getting there is only half of the problem and taking it can be another thing altogether. I want to be a good story teller and we have so many great pictures. I can only imagine how many pictures we will gather as we cruise throughout the Caribbean.