A trip long overdue!
We were 4 photo enthusiasts in 3 vehicles.
Al Wabah is a marr crater approximately 2km in diameter. Our trip was planned taking into consideration the moon phase, so that we could shoot the milky way over the crater.
And shoot we did except that some light pollution from the adjoining town brought in some haze.
Patterns inside the crater, supposed to be phosphorus!
A look into the crater.
Fujifilm X-Pro2 and Minolta MC Rokkor 50mm f1.4 at f2.4
A few months ago, we heard about this new locale in Jeddah. Green Valley! A place teeming with water. Green grass. And life.
People rave about this place. Some say its a natural water body in the middle of the Arabian desert. Some say the water is processed waste water. The truth is, nobody knows. The latter theory is the most probable.
Anyway. There is water. Flowing water. Maybe a mile long. And there’s fish too. God knows where they came from! An entirely new ecosystem has sprung up. Probably wild dogs are on top of the food chain. And lots of birds. Pity I didn’t have my telephoto.
What could be more satisfactory after a meaty meal!!
I was thoroughly tired of photographing at home. I wanted to get out and shoot something. Anything!
And that’s when I noticed the AC repair guy across my apartment. Grumpy young fellow. Doesn’t appear too friendly. But his workplace is cramped, dirty, dusty and haphazard.
Now, I am not the kind of person, who is good at small talk. I rarely start conversations and I am probably the last guy you want to be with at parties.
So, it was not going to be easy asking this guy about photographing his workshop.
I wanted to get in and shoot and I really wanted to try out my Helios 55mm outside the house. Thus , I gave in to self persuasion and asked him. He agreed and gave me 15 minutes. I think he was more curious than being friendly.
I got in, but what do I shoot ? 15 minutes is so short. Hastily I decided to photograph his tools. Unfortunately there weren’t much. Just a few old air conditioners and some hand tools.
Towards the end of my allotted time, I asked to photograph him. He declined politely and I think he was glad I left.
I felt good. It’s not about the photographs. They aren’t outstanding in any way. I just did something I usually would not, and it wasn’t unpleasant.