What camera does Barry use - and other useful information about his 'stunning' photography

We've had a few comments on the blog or via email asking what camera Barry uses to produce his amazing photographs, so I thought we'd post a brief summary of his 'equipment' and the software he uses.

 

His camera is a Panasonic Lumix G1, purchased just before we came to UK in April 2009, after studying the market and searching for something suitable within our budget.  He doesn't use any filters (though he occasionally did on last year's photos), and has two lenses - one is a (35mm equivalent of) 28-90mm zoom lens, the other is a 90-400mm lens. He prefers to shoot as if it's the final shot, cropping in the camera, choosing the correct angle and exposure, to minimise any work afterwards.

 

The software he uses is Adobe Lightroom version 2.7 for colour correcting, etc.  He also uses Photoshop CS4 occasionally for photo re-touching, panoramic stitching, etc, as deemed necessary.

Another software tool he uses is called Nik  - a Nikon software plug-in for Photoshop that he uses to enhance or 'tweek' certain photos, or for creating his black and white images..

He skips around the locks, towpaths and places along the way holding his camera - often he'll also have a windlass in his hand - I'm not sure how he's so nimble or how he manages not to drop either of them or fall into the canal, but so far so good!  He hates camera straps, bags, etc, and very rarely uses a tripod saying they just get in the way and restrict the freedom of just 'capturing the moment'.

Having spent 35 years as a professional photographer lugging around camera bags, tripods and all sorts of lighting equipment, etc, he says this is like a breath of fresh air.

 

In response to requests asking what camera he uses, Barry is often heard saying that '... it's not the camera that takes the photo, it's the photographer', so basically anyone can spend a fortune on a camera, it doesn't necessarily mean they're going to be able to produce a good photo.  He has a real eye for a picture opportunity from his years of 'practice'. 

And finally, a professional golfer was once told he'd had a lucky round - his response was along the lines of '... you know the funny thing is, the more I practice, the luckier I seem to get", which I think explains it in a nutshell!

Vast skies of blue from Crofton to Hungerford

Today, Tuesday 14 September, we left Windsor on our way to London, with Barry's son Tom aboard for a couple of weeks.  Sadly we're slipping further and further behind on the posts due to the number of visitors we've had once again (wonderful! really!) so apologies to our readers, but I'll aim to do a brief update daily prior to the main posting ...

Thursday 2 September

It was another tiring day on Thursday, negotiating 13 locks in about six miles.  We didn't stop anywhere along the way, arriving in Hungerford just before 1700hrs, but the day was bright and beautiful weather-wise once more - how marvellous!   It's truly a pleasure to be on the canals in the open on days like this, the sky looks so vast when there's no clouds and you're not amongst tall buildings - the only whiteness seen above was vapour trails from passing planes - oh and the odd flying swan ...

 Barry managed to get a shot of a passing swan ...

 and again as it water-skied along the canal on landing - phenomenal!

 A bit of a hold-up at this lock at Crofton, where only one paddle works

Boats waiting patiently to go through the lock

Last night we'd picked some apples from beside the canal that had been put out by someone as a 'help yourself' from their windfall, so I'd made a pie - there were some more at another lock today so I helped myself and will take them to Viv's tomorrow for another pie!  We'd also picked some blackberries and plums along the way which were added - I love how we can make the most of nature's bounty as we travel.

 Lock, after lock ...

 after lock ... 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 after lock!

 

 

 

 

 

 

The lock on the right is the one with the swing bridge in the middle of the pound - as you can see it's not normally possible to go in without opening it, though this little cruiser managed to sneak in the front of the lock and not have to! 

 

 Edging our way in for Barry to jump off and open the swing-bridge ...

Down we go, last lock before our Hungerford mooring

We were extremely fortunate to get a mooring just behind the 24 hours ones past the swing-bridge, so it meant we could feasibly stay there for up to 14 days we believe.  There were even sturdy metal things to tie our ropes to.  I always a worry leaving the boat for any length of time, but lots of them we know are left for months in such places and we've only once seen a boat come away from it's mooring in all the time we've been here - and never heard of boats being broken into.

Once secured, it was a quiet night in packing, reading, eating, drinking and blogging!  Tomorrow it's off on the train to the sunny South West, to see my younger sister Viv.for some not so quiet nights!

We moored just past this swing-bridge

Wonderful Wilton Windmill and other previously missed places from Pewsey to Crofton

Wednesday 1 September

Our aim today was to get to Crofton, approximately half way to Hungerford.  One of the places we didn't get to visit when we passed by the first time was Wilton Windmill, so we hoped to make time to see it.

We'd forgotten how heavy and difficult the locks start to get now, they really are so much easier to work once you're past Devizes!  We can see why some people give up and turn back before they've seen the best of the Kennet and Avon Canal (and there's more winding holes on this stretch of waterway than any other we've travelled along), you need strong muscles to open the gate paddles and the gates.  Ah well, it's all good for the figure getting some more exercise.

Along the way we stopped at Wootton Rivers, another place we'd missed and wanted to return to.  However as we were so tight on time, Barry went for walk to investigate the village while I did lunch - his photography is so much better than mine, and cooking and food preparation is definitely not one of his stronger points, so I sacrificed the visit knowing I'd get to see it through his eyes anyway ...

 

 

 

 

 

The cute thatched 'Royal Oak' pub in Wootten Rivers

 The village is almost entirely made up of thatched roof cottages

Shame they have to ruin this scene with power lines and TV aerials

 I think the thatcher might have been at the 'Royal Oak' for lunch

  This is his signature mark - possibly after lunch at the pub

  

One of the locals

The church clock tower - one clock face reads "GLORY BE TO GOD" in place of numbers

 Still a few boats around in the changing season - check out the autumnal leaves

 A tranquil part of the country

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 How to get rid of 'bingo wings' - work rusty old lock paddles

 Glass-like water on another beautiful sunny day

 Sandra had left Barry to walk from one lock - not realising how far it was to the next one!

 Barry's back on the boat capturing shots, ready to go through Bruce Tunnel

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   Chains from when boats used to pull themselves through            Barry's turn working the locks

We made it to Crofton late afternoon, the final lock being tediously slow to fill with only one gate paddle working.  Most of the locks now have to be left empty - so it means arriving to an empty lock, filling it, going in then emptying it - it's brilliant when there's another boat coming in or out, but otherwise feels like such a waste of water.  If you're going up you have to fill it and then empty it every time.  We must be missing something somewhere about the logic of this BW rule!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Such remote scenes, but the canal is flanked by the railway line for much of it's way 

 

After tying up at the mooring, we walked to Wilton and it's Windmill.  It suggests in the Nicholson's guide it's about 1 mile to Wilton, but we reckon it was at least a mile and a half .  It was worth the effort though, a quaint village and wonderfully well-kept windmill that's open to the public at all times, with tours on Saturdays and Bank Holidays and an open visitors shop.

 

 

 

 

 

 

An old telephone box in Wilton and our first view on foot of Wilton Windmill

 

 

Wilton Windmill was originally constructed in 1821 following the construction of the Kennet and Avon canal, as the canal was built over and through the site of some of the previous local watermills, and the pumps providing the water for the canal lowered the river levels so the remaining watermills were no long viable.

  Hay making's in full force here  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 A working windmill for 100 years, and after restoration in 1976 is still able to grind/mill flour

 

 

 

 

 

 

Along with the picturesque Windmill, the views of the Wiltshire countryside are breathtaking

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The mill was built as a traditional tower mill with a fantail which turns the Cap, ensuring the sails always point into the wind

Wow!  What a wonderful windmill - and an amazingly photogenic evening light

Walking back to the boat Barry fancied taking an alternative route - he'd always rather not re-tread the same steps but try and see something different.  Mostly his directions are excellent, but occasionally, although he sort of knows which direction to go, there's not always a suitable path to take and this was one of those occasions.  The road he chose was rather twisted, I suspect not meant for walkers as there was no footpath so we had to doge passing cars speeding past, and ended up being about two and half miles across country!  The road sign we'd foolishly followed had said 'Pump House' - but that must've been if you're in a car!  We eventually got back to the boat about 2100hrs and subsequently ate a very late tea, but an early night to bed as we were both shattered.

  A most unusual tree on our walk about 

 The Combine Harvesters are out in the fields ...

  looking quite scary! 

 Made it back to the canal at last - just another half mile walk!

You can't be sad with sunflowers around - awesome