What I Found in my Photo Archive
This year did not start well for me. In February, I had a car accident while driving for a sunrise photoshoot. As a result, I spent a month in bed and got my camera and lens broken. Luckily, the Fujifilm guys managed to fix my gear — big kudos to them. When I was finally getting back on my feet, the coronavirus pandemic broke loose, and once again, I was forced to stay at home. This actually wasn’t that bad for me cause I still had some more recovering to do, and I had to wait for my gear to get back from the service.
Then came May — the month, not Brian May — and the process of gradual unlocking of the society began. Thus, my girlfriend and I decided to get away from the city and go for a bit of hiking. We drove to a small and unimpressive mountain range about a two-hour drive from home. It was to be an easy hike. Unluckily, while walking on a moderately flat path, I stumbled upon a rock and landed heavily on my left leg, twisting it too much. I heard a crack, and soon my ankle swell. It took us two hours to get to the car, and two more go get back home. The look of my ankle, when I took off the shoe, prompted a quick decision to go to the clinic, still hoping it was just a sprain. It turned out to be a fracture — verdict: five weeks in a plaster cast.
So instead of enjoying the spring weather and the reopening of national parks here in Poland, I was stuck at home. The plaster and coronavirus lockdowns got me to look through my photo archive, discovering a couple of nice pictures that had somehow gone unnoticed before. So, here are the images from these excavations that I’d like to share with you.
I’ll start with an image I called Penitents of Karkonosze. It was shot on a hike in the Karkonosze Mountains (Poland) in march 2018. I like its simplicity and modesty in colors.
This photo of tents in the Everest Base Camp was taken in 2014 in the Himalayas. As this was just the beginning of that year’s spring climbing season, there were still not many tents in the camp. In the back, you can see Everest West Shoulder, which obscures the Everest itself. However, I like how these bright yellow tents contrast with the white-gray of snow and rocks.
This one I shot it in 2018 in Iceland, and it shows the Fjallsjökull glacier flowing into the Fjallsárlón lake, not far away from the Jökulsárlón — a popular spot for observing calving glacier and icebergs it ships to the sea.
This one has a simple and obvious name — Lone Hut. It came from my 2019 trip to Svalbard and had been taken still within the boundaries of the Longyearbyen city. In the background, you can see the Hjorthfjellet mountain range, a characteristic element of the area.
This photograph I had shot in 2014 in Georgia — the country not a US state. It’s a glimpse into the Enguri Valley, with the Enguri River flowing from the feet of the cloud-covered Shkhara mountain, one of the most popular climbing mountains in Georgia. The Enguri Valley is located to the north of Ushguli, which is quite often referred to as one of — and by some the — Europe’s highest villages.
Here is a shot from the Bieszczady Mountains, Poland. This comes from 2014 as well — it looks like this year was one of my most active travel-wise. It had been taken on the beautiful long ridge of Szeroki Wierch, atop of which runs a nice trail that lets you admire the extensive view of the green hills of the Polish-Slovakian-Ukrainian borderland. I like the edit here — I think it makes a mid-day shot look interesting.
Back to Iceland, for a cloudy day picture I took somewhere along the path to the Glymur waterfall. When reviewing my archive, what caught my attention were the patches of light traveling on the greens of Icelandic moss.
This picture I called quite obviously Path in the Fog. I took it in 2016 in the Slovakian part of the Tatra Mountains, on a path to a lovely mid-forest mountain hut of Zamkovského chata.
And last but least — the Lone Tree. I shot this photo last year in the Czech Republic, in South Moravia, to be precise. A lone leafless tree against a steel sky. I love how the greenery of grass works with the steel-like blue of the sky. And also, look at those tractor marks.
Though I had the plaster cast removed yesterday, the leg still needs some time to fully recover. For now, I still have to use the crutches, be mindful of the leg, and avoid twisting it again. But it already feels like my cast-induced lockdown is ending. Hopefully, I’ll able to get out shooting soon. Being in nature — no matter the quality of photos I bring back — is the thing I missed the most these last four months.