Wonderful late afternoon light at Drift Inn Beach, Port Clyde, America.

--Lumix G9, Leica DG e-100-400mm, f4, ISO200

Well, it's finally Summer here in Maine. We tough out the six plus months of winter and mud season, and this is our reward.
It's very tempting to 'get away' to somewhere else now that travel is easier, but why would you?!
​We had friends over for a wonderful dinner, and then s'mores and sparklers on the lawn.
Summer months are gorgeous here, and we make the most of it.

--Lumix G9, Voigtlander e-21mm Nokton, 1.6sec a @ f0.95 ISO 200

The boy had his first winter break from school this month and we took the opportunity to get away, down to Clearwater Beach in Florida. We felt compelled to return early to beat the recent storm, but it was a wonderful week. With this new precedent set, the big question is where we'll head next time! The ability to get away from Maine in the winter is not only a great blessing, but perhaps a necessity. :)

--Lumix GX85, 12~32mm G-Vario, ISO 200

Wonderful evening with friends new and old, and a warm lazy next day at the house.

We traveled to a couple of towns in Pennsylvania last week to visit family for Thanksgiving.

​What a great time, and the first seeing some folks in many years. 

This was also of course an opportunity to try the Nokton in the field. The learning curve continues. 

Christmas parties start this weekend. All the best to you and yours.

[exposures with the Voigtlander 10.5mm (e-21mm) f0.95 MF lens at approx 1/40th, ISO 800]

More great light today in the afternoon. The temps are below freezing in the mornings now. Snow can't be too far behind.

Like many folks we're traveling next week, and hope the heavy snows hold off until December. 

Still working on the Nokton workflow. I enjoy it very much so far. It's such a unique lens and process that I don't plan to go back and forth with it. Think instead it will be the 'go-to' for a while.

There used to be a concept in the photo-sphere of 'one camera, one lens, one film, one year'. The idea was to use just one setup for so long that you got to know it inside and out. Feels like I'm on a similar journey here. I'll let you know.

Happy November folks. Days are shorter, light is warmer.

We're experimenting today with a Nokton e-21mm f0.95 lens. My son is our subject of the day.

The wife and I took a first in memory trip together on Friday. Now, a visit to the gritty city of Portland should have been a great opportunity for this, right? But no. I packed a camera, but never took it out. My priorities have clearly changed.

We had a fantastic time. None of my time was spent being less than present. Did I miss some photos...? Undoubtedly. Did I spend more time actually with my wife? Yes indeed.

You'll see a lot more of this lens to be sure. It's a lot of work to use though, so some practice is in my future. Remains to be seen if and how I re-integrate a camera into my family time. :)

So here's another example of what this lens can do. Sharp at all points? Not at all. Evocative? I think so. Much to do.

My son and I walked out to the water and I tried the pano feature on my crappy old iPhone. Pretty cool result. :)

Two truisms...The best boat is someone else's boat; and Fall sailing is the best sailing.

Both were true for me over Labor Day weekend. Someone else's boat is one that you don't have to maintain, just arrive with sandwiches and beverages for the crew and enjoy; and sailing in the Fall when the sun is lower and the breezes more snappy...well, it's a great combination.

I was invited to join Cap't Fred on his 1968 Allied Seawind 31 yawl for a cruise on Penobscot Bay in mid-coast Maine. We were out for about four hours, and had enough wind that we often doused the main in order to keep the rails from being awash. The classic lines of this Ted Hood design don't sacrifice speed and seakindlyness for volume as modern boats do. She did a fine job, even with a rusty sailor like me at the helm.

It was 'seat of the pants' sailing...no instruments at all. Just dodge the lobster traps and keep the telltails streaming. What a great way to get reacquainted with the art of sailing.

Camera was the GX85 with 12-32mm [e: 24-64mm] kit zoom. I'm pretty much doing a B/W conversion on import as SOP these days. Had my eye lately on one of the Leica Monochrom digital cameras. B/W is really the only way I intend to shoot going forward [and little at that]. The expense will likely keep this particular dream at arms length, but my compromise is to treat the current kit as if it were monochrome. The extra resolution of a true Monochrom isn't there. Don't think I'll miss it.

​Took the ferry out to Vinalhaven Island for Father's Day. We both remember the town being a bit more vibrant than we found it this time. Maybe covid has hit the economy harder than we'd anticipated.

Upon reflection, there really wasn't much there to begin with. The closure of one bakery/cafe and one restaurant, together with the breakfast-only posture of one that remains, didn't help. And a 'not until well and truly lunchtime' opening time of the other left us with exactly one option...a food truck. In the middle of a dusty, shadeless dirt parking lot. And they were out of crab for the crab melt, and steak for the cheesesteak sub. 

We had nice burgers, and onion rings made 'fancy' by adding Parmesan, truffle powder, and pepper for an extra buck. Lunch was on a picnic table under shady trees. Next to the ferry landing. Which we boarded at the very next opportunity. First in line.

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I've always loved the different pace of island life. Sailing over to any of these islands feels like stepping onto a foreign land, as so many things are done in a slightly different way. 

Walking to town along what passes for a Main St here, I noticed a line of universally dusty, dark colored pickup trucks driven by dusty, weather-worn men in faded ball caps. They were pulled over to the left shoulder, against traffic. The shack that appeared to be their destination was signed 'Lobster Co-op'. But peering into the truck beds revealed only scraps of wood, rope, and rusty metal bits. No lobster tubs, so they weren't dropping off, and no coolers for picking up lobsters for dinner. A mystery. 

Turns out the Co-op also hosts the one gasoline pump on the island. How wonderful. I recall taking our car over to Islesboro Is, and filling up at the general store. The gas hose had been twisted and driven over so many times that a fine spray of gas erupted from a middle kink when the pump was on...trick was to hold the hose away so the spray landed on the gravel, not your leg.  Or your cigarette, I suppose. Like I said...just slightly different ways.

Anyway, we only have one pump in town ourselves, so not too unusual. What I did love was that each truck waiting in the mid-day heat was shut off with the windows open, and an arm hanging out. In a mainland town this would have been a line of SUVs driven by harried Moms, windows tinted, engines sweating with the A/C on full blast. Nice change of pace

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In other news...Come to find out this site was down for a while. Not sure how long. My hosting company doesn't apparently run any sort of heartbeat check on sites? Anyway, got the issue resolved within a day. But it did take two phone calls and a chat session to finally get someone knowledgable to engage. The number of wild and inaccurate suggestions thrown about by tier 1 techs in the interim was truly unsettling. Ah well.