I went for a walk at 6PM this evening. First time in quite a while I’ve been out at that time of the day. The contrast is with the morning.
Of course the light was different, but the main differences were that there were people around, lots more people. Out strolling, or on a mission to a social event. I did my normal walk anti-clockwise. Along Stokes there are a number of food places. As I walked along, there was a mix of Thai, Chinese, Kebabs, Burgers assailed my senses. I found a geo-cache, only my second one, but nicely found. Sadly, I didn’t have a pen to write in the log book, but I will Monday. I then walked on down to the cockle ponds. There I paused for a while to look at the pond life, and there was lots of it. There were some translucent fish swimming around at lower levels, but there were some small creatures, sadly I have no idea what they are, but for their size what impressed me was the speed at which they moved. For some reason, my mind was drawn to the film “Blade Runner”, a science Fiction starring Harrison Ford, it was the city scape, and the flying cars I could imagine the chaos, and all that life in the pond running around on their projects – whatever they are it was fascinating.
I took a swing past the bit of water adjacent to the start of the Gosport Ramparts;
I wanted to see if the Cormorants were there. They weren’t but the egret was, I had another go at trying to get a picture, but it is way too nervous. Just won’t let you get near. Just beyond the bridge over this stretch of water, I noticed a flock of sparrows that were flitting between to bushes, pausing on the roof of a nearby building – either resting or keeping a watch out for threats, they seemed very busy. The promenade itself wasn’t very busy but the approach to the ferry ramp certainly was. I walked up the high street, and my senses were once again attacked by the smell of cooking, I must admit I am craving Kebab meat and chips, with some Mayo on – I didn’t succumb tonight, but I am very likely to soon. Outside the Lord Nelson, there were two groups of people, sat at tables with beer, I really wanted to take a picture of them, but lacked the courage to ask them. Why didn’t I? I’m sure it would have been a good picture.
It taught me a lesson. I’ve lost that shot, perhaps I may get another chance in the future. I was walking by the Snooker hall the two blokes in the B&W picture were sat outside having a smoke – I would have preferred them to be having a pint, but there you go. I approached them, explained I was in to street photography, asked if they would mind if I took their picture – there response was brilliant, yeah, not a problem. Just goes to show doesn’t it. You don’t get if you don’t ask. On the other hand, if you do ask you are very likely to get.