Well, our group went out to Skipwith Common as arranged. Wellies, thick trousers and shirt, US duck hunters cap, Barbour and some 50% DEET on exposed parts. Bins round my kneck, camera on the tripod. Off we set.
To be honest we didn’t go that far, the lighting was atrocious – dull overcast under trees is not the best to work with, lack of contrast and all that. In fact, I only took 15 pictures and some of those were repeats.
Well, I was getting fed up, desperate to take something ‘different’ so I started to wander back to the car. As I walked down the narrow road, fringed by shrubby trees, I saw a couple of ponies coming toward me. It suddenly dawned on me that no one was leading them, strange. Click, then I remembered that Skipwith has a population of Dartmoor Ponies – great stuff.
Unfortnuately, I couldn’t get close enough to them before they turned round and sauntered off in the opposite direction. It was clear that they must have been ‘family’ -they didn’t get more than a metre from each other as I watched them.
They made my evening for me anyway!
I’m particularly pleased with how sharp the second shot is as I was down to 1/3 second.