Powerlines at Sunset
The other day after dinner, I set out on a photowalk with the hopes of capturing the sunset. The only places within reasonable biking distance of my house not full of houses or trees are the hilly stretches of grass where the monolithic powerline towers stand.
Armed with a 3-stop ND filter and my moderately unstable tripod, I set out up a hill guarded by fifty odd metres of dense, thorny plants, up to the sloping grassland.
I wandered among the towers for a little over an hour, from 40 minutes before sunset to what seemed like the dead of night.
Eventually, the sunlight began fading from the sky. I turned around when I finally reached a vantage point where the sunset probably would have been visible had I arrived ten minutes earlier.