The End of the PathThis is the very end of the long path from Toad Hall to the beach on Virgin Gorda. One thing this photo does not show is that there is about a 4-foot dropoff right below this path! It’s no problem for a grownup to navigate, but it was a little logistical challenge to get three kids down there.I took this path almost every day… for a little trip down to the beach to see what I could find…- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the whole post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
Sunrise Across the SeasThere must be something about the warm air around the equator and the cool sea that churns up these clouds. No matter the morning, there was a new configuration of clouds and light. I got in the habit of setting up my tripod close to the balcony at Amateras so it would be ready in the morning. This minimized my morning wake-up pain. Note that VERY FEW of my sunrise photos are so easy to get… most involve a lot more bodily-morning-travel to find a good spot!- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
Boulders at the Beach This is quite a unique beach, isn’t it?I came down to these boulders many times per day. The light was different, and on this particular evening, I was hoping for a good sunset. The kharma must have built up because everything came out quite nice…And even better, the water was warm enough to wade into…- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
Footprints in the SandMy RRS Tripod: “You promised you would walk beside me forever, and I would always see our footprints together in the sand.”Me: “During your times of trial and suffering, when you only see one set of footprints, that is when I carried you, my son. That is when I carried you.” - Trey RatcliffClick here to read the entire post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
The Vastness I know that photographers generally are especially mindful of things and scenes around them, and I wonder if landscape photographers are especially mindful of clouds.I look at them like a Native American preparing for a reaping of the maize. I’ve really come to understand and respect a wide variety of cloud patterns, even though there are a few configurations and situations that evade me. I really enjoy being able to predict cloud patterns for the next several hours. I’m not always right, but it is a fun game to play with myself.These humid, windy skies in Virgin Gorda made for a tumultuous tableau. Everything would change quite quickly, so it was harder to predict several hours away. But I did have a good feeling about this time in particular…I kept a few of the islands in the bottom of the frame so you could get a sense of perspective to see how huge the clouds actually were.- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
Sitting in the BreezeThis is the other area of Amateras where we spent most of our time. We would make drinks and then relax outside and read books in the breeze. There is that warm ocean breeze that is not too cold or two hot. In the evenings, it did get a little cool, but it was still nice to sit out here and read books. I finished off two while I was here. They were both about time. One was called “The End of Time” by Julian Barbour — quite a nice book about physics. The other was called “The Fabric of Reality” which puts a different take on the whole thing…- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the entire post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
The Edge of Virgin GordaI wish my D800 had a articulating screen! It’s so hard to shoot close to the ground, isn’t it? I mean, Live View helps a little bit, but it’s so tough to really know for sure.There are certain positions you can get in (I call them the camera sutra) that can be crazy-painful. I’ve gotten a little better over the years, since I simply kind of “know” what the picture will look like without having to gorilla-pod my neck…- Trey RatcliffRead the entire post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
Tableau Vivant Of Wild HorsesIt was about 2 A.M. and the sun was just dipping into the horizon for a short stint. These horses were frolicking about in a huge flat field a bit inland from the end of the fjord. They were all so lively and alert, jumping and posing here and there. And then they set up in a very interesting configuration, and I barely had time to put on the right lens before it all drifted apart.- Trey RatcliffRead the entire post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
The Magical CaveThe Baths on Virgin Gorda are filled with many tiny little caves here and there. For some, you have to crawl through sand or swim to get there. This one was one of the tightest and one of the most awesome! I thought it would be a great place to take a photo… I first went inside here with Justin Troupe and it was so awesome, I decided to return inside with my camera!Because the light levels were so extreme in here, I went with a 7-exp shot in this situation.- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the entire post at the Stuck in Customs blog.

Footprints in the Sand


My RRS Tripod: “You promised you would walk beside me forever, and I would always see our footprints together in the sand.”

Me: “During your times of trial and suffering, when you only see one set of footprints, that is when I carried you, my son. That is when I carried you.”

- Trey Ratcliff

Click here to read the entire post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
Click here to read the entire post at the Stuck in Customs blog." href="javascript:openLB(1974675207,'',XLarge,'',1024,634);">Footprints in the SandMy RRS Tripod: “You promised you would walk beside me forever, and I would always see our footprints together in the sand.”Me: “During your times of trial and suffering, when you only see one set of footprints, that is when I carried you, my son. That is when I carried you.” - Trey RatcliffClick here to read the entire post at the Stuck in Customs blog.

Footprints in the Sand


My RRS Tripod: “You promised you would walk beside me forever, and I would always see our footprints together in the sand.”

Me: “During your times of trial and suffering, when you only see one set of footprints, that is when I carried you, my son. That is when I carried you.”

- Trey Ratcliff

Click here to read the entire post at the Stuck in Customs blog.
See photo in original gallery.