Rijssenhout. The residents of the houses on Aalsmeerderdijk sit in their front yards with faces as if they are doing punishment duties. Then again, they look out on capital villas on the other side.
The ferry across is free; the pay machine is out of order.
Pumping and damming work on the Uiterweg. Water must have been on the road here for weeks this spring.
Unexpected crossing in the fields around Krommenie.
Work
I almost forgot to look up to get a good look at how this light could fall so beautifully into the hall of Glasgow Central station.
Kronkeling has the most fun blog about photography.
Kronkeling has a hard time photographing on vacation. I don’t share this struggle. I always takes pictures. Sometimes it’s for the image, the beautiful picture, sometimes for the subject, so just the snapshot. I decide the goals afterward, but then I am different from Kronkeling.
Tips for your holiday pictures from Kronkeling are here.
Sometimes, there are miniseries, like when our car broke down, and we had to wait until a mechanic came to help us. I photographed all the trash in the parking lot.
Or, during vacations, photographing tourists.
Or hotel rooms.
Or art on the wall.
Or numbers.
Nina Katchadourian is a super creative source of inspiration.
First, we drive to Eilean Donan Castle, originally a thirteenth-century castle that was restored and opened in the 20th century. This famous castle turns out to be a huge tourist trap. We are not the only ones who refrain from visiting, and from the other side of the river, we take some pictures of this castle and the stream of people entering it. There are two rooms in the castle to visit, sic!
To Achnasheen, The Midge Bite where we were before and once again drink a fine cappuccino. Tent lives up to its name. And it’s low season, in terms of midges, and thus bites, too. In the car, we terminate a few more midgets before they can make their move.
Next, we pass Loch Maree, a three-star lake according to Michelin, and the old Caledonian forest—exclusivity largely hidden from us behind roadside bushes.
Gairloch is a nice coastal town where we stretch our legs and eat our sandwiches.
At the waterfall Corrieshalloch Gorge National Nature Reserve, we get out again to stretch our legs and conquer vertigo in a deep gorge with a suspension bridge.
Then we went to Ullapool. We walked into town, which is small but nice. It’s much smaller than we thought, even smaller than Thurso, but also nicer.
Now also available as a print.
