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Midnight Mass

I went to midnight mass on Saturday night. It was a glorious cathedral in which the eternal battle between light and dark raged on. Blessed be the Holy Trinity of Shutter Speed, Aperture, and ISO.

We have a bridge going out to the beach that is locally known as The Cathedral Bridge, and for good reason. I’ve been meaning to go down here to shoot for a long time. Every time I go out to the beach to shoot at night, I have to drive over this bridge, so it’s not out of the way. But I never feel like stopping after having already been out for a few hours.

The thing is parking. To shoot here, you have to find public parking at the beach, of which there is very little close to where the bridge is, maybe 15 spots. And those spots are full until later in the evening as they are next to a fancy resort. Once you park, it’s about a 30-minute walk (if you walk fast, so maybe 40-minutes at normal walking pace), which included the bridge. Which is mostly bridge. And you are hauling any gear you need, too.

There is a spot like this on the near-parking side of the bridge, but the view is slightly different as the bridge curves. This is the better of the two sides by far.


The second shot is a wide-angle view of what you see standing there, looking out across the water and under the bridge. After getting everything level, lined up, and squared off I got to shooting.

A lot of local photographers have shot this, so I tried to maybe do something a little different. The typical shot is to get the supports reflecting in perfectly still water. I wasn’t even going to bother with that. It’s been done, and done very well by some very talented folks.


After shooting some stuff with the 18-300mm, I pulled out the big gun (which is actually quite small): the 1963 Nikon 50mm. Oh yeah. If I could marry a lens, this would be the one, and this is the church where we’d have the ceremony.


There are a lot more pictures to be taken here, so I’ll be going back before too long.

To make things fun, once I was on the bridge walking back, I felt a few raindrops. That 30-minute power walk turned into a 20-minute speed walk.

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