Last night I braved the drizzle and headed out, after dark, with the camera. The first time in a long time. Yikes! I’ve gone off the boil a bit with the night photography recently. I think it’s been because I’ve not really had anywhere new to go. It’s been fun going out with Phil (and I’m hopefully going to be doing that again next week), but revisiting old sites does start to lose it’s appeal after a while. No offense, Phil – It’s not you, it’s me…
So, to try and kick start myself back into gear, I did a search on Flickr of places I could go, and up popped the Thames Barrier. Great! I’ve not been there before. Plus, you can also see Canary Wharf and the O2 Arena next to each other. w00t! So off I went. A train to Charlton and a short walk to the river. Despite it being August, it was pretty miserable out and wandering the (rather spooky) Thames path through the heavy, industrial plants by yourself is a little unnerving. I did manage to find a few spots which made for good photos. I liked this one of the old jetty in front of Canary Wharf.
A little further down the river is the Thames Barrier. An odd, futuristic looking structure. It made for some good shots. As there was no one around, I thought I’d push my luck and hop the fence down to the beach, which gave me a better, lower angle of the Barrier. I did get my comeuppance for this outrageous flouting of the rules though. While wandering around in the dark, looking for a good angle, I stepped on what I thought was a rock. It wasn’t. It was some sort of sludgy, silty stuff. And it was pretty deep too. And now, it was all over my WHITE Nike Air’s. Gah! I did my best to scrape off what I could with pebbles and things, but by this time the drizzle was setting in hard so I decided to call it a night.
It wasn’t the most successful trip ever, but at least I did it, and I did feel the bug returning. If anyone has any suggestions of good places to go at night, please give me a shout!