Walk at Waskosim's

On Saturday afternoon I had a hankering to get out of town, and since I also had my 2022 calendar on my mind, and having recently done a family photo shoot at Waskosim's, I had a specific shot in the rocky field I wanted to try out. I headed up in the late afternoon, loaded only with my EOS R and one lens - my 35mm (my 15-35 is on its way!) - and hightailed it down the blue trail to where I thought I would find the field of stones - funny, even though I was able to find it easily a couple of weeks ago, this time I got off track a bit. Apparently it was only by sheer luck that I did not lead the family I was photographing, including two small children, on the wild goose chase I found myself on yesterday. 

I enjoyed the walk, nevertheless, and am pleased that at age 70 I am still able to manage hilly, root and rock-covered trails with confidence. I will say, though, that walking back to the trailhead after sunset, all alone - not pitch black but dark enough - was a little spooky, and thoughts of Hansel and Gretel and wicked witches, and trolls hiding under bridges were looming large in my imagination. 

I also realized, while wandering through the field of stones, why I like Waskosim's so much - the ancient boulders, the wind, the solitude are so very much like Ireland. Waskosim's is the Vineyard's version of the Burren in Co. Clare, my very favorite place to spend time and photograph. 

It was a great hike. Did I get what I wanted? Maybe, but I do think I'll have to revisit this place with my new, wider lens.