Photoblog

This post was written on the way back home, after couple of hours in Korsør, Denmark, the place where the Great Belt bridge starts its journey to Fyn Island. We took an early train in a windy Sunday morning, hoping to get some dramatic seascapes featuring the bridge or its surroundings. The forecast was looking good: clouds, no rain, wind around 30 km/h, some sun only in the afternoon. Around 4 km of walking between the train station and the wild beach adjacent to the bridge. We arrived there and a very nice scene revealed in front of our eyes: some nets, probably placed by fishermen on some wooden poles and a foggy horizon, covering the island of Fyn. Birds were seating on the wind poles, not bothered by the wind. Some heavy and black clouds on the sky were marching fast in front of us. The water was wild and foamy, hitting with strength the bridge pillars. The wind seems strong but not too strong to be a problem. Ideal condition for long exposure photograp...

4 years ago, I was there, in a plastic kayak, scared of being thrown into the cold water after a colleague of mine spent minutes to return into his boat. I was playing Kayak Polo, but most of us were not so skilled at that. It was a team building and someone decided to go for something a bit more unconventional. Which was fun for some of us, ok for most and very disturbing for the 65 years old guy, having problems to breath in the freezing water. Last weekend, we attended one stage of the Danish Championship of Kayak Polo. It was totally unexpected, as we were just walking by the Hellerup area and heard some noises that sound like a sporting event. The weather was so typically Danish: in about three hours, we got some nice sun, almost good for sunbathing but also cold luring rain that made the sportsmen not care too much if they are inside or outside of the water. Kayak polo, is one of the competitive disciplines of canoeing, known simply as “polo” by its aficionados. All thes...

When I got my D800, I was unpleasantly surprised to find out that the small and so reliable ML-L3 remote control is not working anymore on D800. I used it so much on D7000 but since D800 does not have a  IR sensor, ML-L3 is a no go. This is the first piece of ignorance from Nikon designers: why not include a IR sensor their top cameras (D4 has the same issue). Because they are greedy and they want usto pay for their overpriced accessories. So having just a week left before a holiday in Mallorca, I had to quickly get a remote control and after trying a Hahnel that did not even worked for the tests in the store, the guys replaced it with a Phottix Plato. Which worked greatly for couple of month, until this spring when it suddenly started to behave strangely. Right after taking an exposure (using or not the remote itself but with the receiver sticked into camera’s 10 pins port), the back camera controls including Review of the image and Menu stopped to work. Sometimes ...

Since quite some time, even before buying my Nikon 14-24  (the famous ultra wide lens),  I was looking into a filter system for this lens. There are few options in the market with their pros and cons and very contradicting reviews. Some people say one is perfect while the other say it really sucks. So its very difficult to make a proper decision without giving a try to a system or another, and given the price that is usually quite steep, any decision would involve substantial risk taking. For the “normal” lenses I am using a Lee system with lee and Hitech filters and I am extremely happy with their quality. But the 150mm Lee system, on top of being hugely expensive also had some major light leakage problems: there is some small space between filter and the holder that is not properly cover and allows light leaking in and reflecting on to the sensor. While doing my research on this topic I stumbled into a new player in the market, the Chinese producer Haida. I co...

This weekend was graduation again, tons of teenagers honking their happiness all over the city. And Strøget with its Storkespringvandet (the fountain with a stork statue) was the epicenter of their celebration, the place where they were cleaning all the unpleasant things form the high school years, stepping out ready for the new life as students.  One after another, the opened topped trunks were bringing hordes of drunk teenagers that were diving naked in the fountain, immersing fully dressed splashing all around or just wetting their feet. After couple of minutes, they were back again in the fun caravan back to their large quantities of booze, honking and whistling, screaming and singing, jumping and dancing. A beautiful tradition, alive for tens of years, a very important moment in the life of those kids who are now becoming adults.