At Gillies Bridge

Gillies Bridge, the little bridge, was the subject of the previous shoot. The next morning, I went to that bridge itself, hoping for good light to emerge downriver toward sunrise. But it didn't really happen. I added a warming filter in edit to the second photo, but it's not the real thing. It is better, though.

One shouldn't be too disappointed. Landscapes photographers have been known to travel far only to find poor conditions and get no great shots. This was just a mile away.

However, before I returned home, I took a couple of photos of the abandoned buildings adjacent to the bridge. I am much happier with these. That's how it often works, what you plan doesn't really work out so well, but something else comes to the rescue — at least partly.