October 15th – By the time I reached Chasewater, the dusk was settling in. Over the depleted lake, the Sailing Club looked forlorn and spare; it’s remaining members must now be praying for rain and a miracle. There was a huge gull roost, however, and the surface of the water was white with birds loafing in the early evening.
October 10th – by the time I reached the top of Shire Oak Hill, dusk had fallen and the lights were coming on. This was dismal, I loathe and detest the enforced loss of light. Yet, even so, balancing the camera on the quarry gates and taking a timed shot of the view to Lichfield made for a wistful, evocative view of the Old Lady of the Vale. I will get used to it, but for a few days at least, I will mourn the coming darkness. Was it really summer a week ago?
August 7th – The nights are drawing in and it was already dusk when I returned from a event in Burntwood at 9:05pm. The lights on the M6 toll at Ogley Hay Road made for an impressive scene of hard surfaces and speed.
June 21st – After a circuit of Chasewater and a good nosey round the largely stalled dam works (security? What security?) I realised it was nearly dark and I only had a back light, so needed to get home quick. The park was deserted save for the odd dog walker, and I’ve always found the innovation centre oddly creepy at night. This shot was taken on timer after standing the camera on a picnic table.
June 21st – A late run out took me to Chasewater along the canal at dusk. If you’ve never walked or ridden the canal from Brownhills to Chasewater, do so as soon as you can. The canal forms a hard boundary between urbanisation to the south and west, and open countryside to the north and east. It’s rare one can see such sharp division, but the waterway is a quiet, winding route punctuated by gorgeous vistas. I never tire of it.
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