Katherine and I had a few hours to kill recently, so we grabbed the cameras and drove out to Fort Amherst to see what could be seen. Since it was late afternoon and Fort Amherst faces rather to the north-east, I didn’t expect the light to be all that great. The thing about old army bunkers, though, is that there can be most rewarding when approached from the black & white perspective; paying attention to lines and textures in such places generally pays off.
I had a pang of worry when I suggested that we jump the fence that bars off the ruins and go on down for a look. While the bunkers themselves are in really rough shape, I wasn’t intending that we go into the worst sections and knew that there were parts that, with care, would be relatively safe. Still, though, that little voice that screams things like, “What kind of a parent takes their eight-year-old into places like this?” had to be stomped on a little. The eight-year-old promised obedience and I knew that this particular child could be relied upon to be sensible and to listen.
Katherine took this one with my little Sony point-and-shoot (DSC-HX5) and it may be my favourite shot of the day:
And of course, we took the obligatory pictures of each other: