Day 1: 10 September 2012
So Day 1: I had to buy my ticket this morning – so this was the only day this week I did not need to check I had my Megarider with me – but the rest of the requirements had been carefully prepared the evening before and were ready to go.
I hadn’t slept all that well for a while and certainly not last night … but I managed the early start to walk the dog and get myself presentable and to a bus stop. “Good mornings” exchanged the Megarider was in the bag (literally) and we were off …
It wasn’t long before weather guru shared the weather wisdom for the day – it was expected to pour down in the afternoon!
At this point weather guru did not know of my mission to create serenity by travelling the local Stagecoach network with my camera and I tried to keep my spirits up. I must be honest the weather was not great – flat grey skies but at least the rain held off … well until after 3 when I was safely on a warm dry bus that is!
Flat grey skies challenge the camera! I caught a very smart and very new second bus to Perth (via Blairgowrie) – it was a long way round but I didn’t mind – the views were pretty and I was in no rush. I got off the bus and the first thing to catch my eye was this …
The camera was out of the bag and the memory strained to remember which way to adjust the mysterious numbers in my viewfinder … the advantage of a digital camera is the instant feedback so I took quite a few shots before I got where I needed to be – but let’s be honest there really was not much I could do with that sky!
I experimented with a few semi-macro shots of some yellow flowers before moving on to the Tay. Well not actually “on” the Tay but beside it. I was happily messing with the camera and getting shots of Smeaton’s Bridge when an angler waded downstream into my view finder. So I found some serenity by including his peaceful pastime in my pictures …
I took a few more pictures (well a lot more actually) before setting off to find a coffee and a bus home. I did not go straight home – I caught a bus to Ninewells (the fabulous 333 hospital bus service) and a 73 into Dundee. I wasn’t ready to head home so after a quick comfort break I caught another 73 and dawdled through the Ferry, Monifieth, Carnoustie and hence to Arbroath. After a short wait I hopped on the 27 to Forfar and then the 20 to Kirriemuir.
Not an exciting day but I:
- Made friends with the camera again;
- Was out in the fresh air;
- Probably got near enough the value of my Megarider ticket if I had paid single fares; and
- Did not sit at home worrying about the things I couldn’t change!
Then I had to do some editing to the pictures!