Behind the Camera 22 – 2

ALPACA REVISITED and MEETING SOME FRIENDS

This time the weather was dry and we have been allowed access to the field where they lived.

In a yard next to the field it was almost like a mini zoo, goats, rabbit and even a neighbours cat was overseeing the view. 22 -3 will have pictures of the resident birdlife.

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EXMOOR EXPLORED 3

Exmoor and the Doone Valley

In the words of James Cagney, in the film White Heat – “Made it Ma, top of the hill” almost 2000 feet above sea level; fortunately this was not an exploding gasometer like which done Cagney in. Also we were some way from any cliffs, so no suspense here, but at least your reading this.

Thanks to my camera there are things to see when zooming in, first here is a farmhouse seen as a speck at the bottom of the hill, secondly there was a freighter some way off on the coast of Wales.

Looking inland the scenery changed to a more rugged appearance with heathers and gorse a major part of the vegetation. The sweep of deep valleys cut into the high plateau highlighting the contrast with Selworthy only a few miles down the road.

After a lunch of locally made pasties and apple cake we descended into the Doone valley, its well watered lush flora adding another aspect to the picture show.

With the landscape comes the usual tractor.

And as usual some of the local wildlife queued up to be photographed.

Finishing with the awwww factor.

Behind the Camera 9

A Day at the Races

The morning weather was diobolical, an inch of rain in a very short time, overcast and really not a day to be out taking pictures; but I was with Michael. Somehow when we team up to gather images apt moments present themselves and there are enough photographs to produce a post. My neighbour, Carl, helps out at the nearby Wincanton Racecourse with the advantage that friends can gain access to take pictures; Michael and I were able to take up the opportunity.

The first race was not till 6pm so we left early to look for photo ops’ on the way. A theme presented itself very quickly as we found worthy subjects of an equine nature after only a short drive.

It was a shame about the white sky but the attractiveness of the animals gave purpose to the effort; now on to the reason for the journey.

The reason for our visit to Wincanton was to try and capture the essence of the day in camera, but for others there existed a far more important purpose – money!

Course side betting, no names, no records, just the hopeful expectation that today was the day luck would be with the punter; unfortunately no exotic holidays for me this year, my horses are still running. Before each race the competing horses were shown so comparisons could be made by those there to gamble and secondly to award prizes for the best presented.

The races were started in various places around the course with the finishing post in front of the main stand, the position of the start being determined by the lengths of race to be run.The area used for the course can be seen here as extensive enough to have a golf course contained within the track.

The view from the seated stand (?) took in most of course with the quality of the horses determining whether they used hurdles or jumps as obstacles to be negotiated; both can be seen in use below.

Then it would be a sprint to the finish.

Racing over it was then time to head for home, on the journey we were greeted by the spectacular skies and scenery seen below; I told you things happened when out with Michael.

Would we go again? You bet we would.