I have not posted much for the past few months, since my primary objective has been to recover from knee replacement surgery, which I had in June. The medial cartilage in my left knee was pretty well eroded and simple tasks had become much more difficult, forcing me to throw in the towel and get this long overdue surgery. The surgery went very well, but recovery, especially during the first 8 weeks, was quite challenging to say the least. Dedicated physical therapy was an absolute necessity for recovery. Once I got to that point, however, improvement came much easier and I started getting eager to return to my photography.
In thinking about where I wanted to go to make images, Acadia National Park seemed to be a natural choice for me. I had gone there often during the past decade, and it was always quite spectacular in October with Fall color change. So I planned my trip with that thought in mind, but found myself quite disappointed. The trees in many places had already lost a lot of leaves by the time that I arrived. Instead of a vibrant color change, everything seemed very muted and much less dramatic than in prior years. To say that I was disappointed after nearly 6 months of no photography was a major understatement. Consequently, I went to an area that I had dabbled with in a few earlier trips, namely Seawall. Seawall is a separated part of Acadia, about 15 miles from the main park, but graced by a seashore lined with incredible rock forms. The rocks, which are moderate in size, extend for about a quarter mile and are fascinating, consisting of stones that appear to derive from very different geological layers, yet have somehow wound up together in this unique place. When standing on these rocks, one would think that they are all only various shades of grey, but with careful photographic selection and editing, the rocks really glow in a variety of ways with wonderful colors that initially do not appear to be present. I could spend endless hours making images here. One needs an overcast day for optimal conditions, the wind is naturally irrelevant, and a feel for the potential images seems critical for success. I took hundreds of photos, but I am just entering a few in my gallery from the trip. Here is a favorite.
