Gordale Scar and Janet’s Foss
Sometimes you really don’t want to go out even though you really want to photograph. On Saturday we got up 5.30 am ready to make a little pilgrimage to Gordale Scar, a location chosen because I had a certain composition in mind and I’ve never got a particularly satisfying shot from their. The morning was that combination of dampness and cold that seems to eat into your bones even though you know you’ve coped with icy conditions ten time worse. When we were close, it was pretty apparent that we weren’t going to get anything particularly impressive, and we’d be lucky if we got some light, however the river was in particularly high flow and the waterfalls should be pretty impressive.
And impressive they were! Unfortunately, with the rain included, the whole of Gordale was one great big waterfall… I’d brought my waders to see if I could get up to a higher level in the waterfall and indeed I could but the amount of flying water meant that I couldn’t spend much time composing (or checking focus .. hmmm). The result showed the possibility of potential at some point… I need to go back and spend more time…
On the way out I wanted to try an angle I’d previsiualised (but it didn’t look like I wanted – at least not with the light as flat as it was) and so we went over to Janet’s Foss, slopping along with my oversize waders on (for which I got justified wierdo stares). Janet’s Foss is pretty impressive but spectacularly dull with no light, not greenery (or orangery) and when it’s flowing so big that there is no subtelty. The other direction, down the river, looked a little more promising and is probably the only shot that I’m happy with from our little trip.
I really need to spend more time at a location though and Charlotte has very kindly said that she’s happy to sit around in one place and pass the time. What an understanding wife 
