At high tide, augmented by a squall, a small nor’easter actually, the pink granite cliffs that line the entrance to Ship Harbor thunder with the crashing surf coming in off the stormy Atlantic. Breakers reaching 30-35′ in height spray across the rocks. Fall-turned blueberry bushes line the interior of the puddled trail as the entire world of nature joins in the watery show.

A focal length of 60mm, just beyond the cusp of normal at the edge of short telephoto-land, gave me the angle-of-view I wanted. An aperture of f/16 provided depth-of-field; and an ISO of 800 allowed for a shutter speed of 1/20th of a second, fast enough to stop the motion of the leaves stirred by the onshore wind.

During the early part of autumn, as the mixing air masses over the coast – warm air over the water and cold air over the land – rotating counterclockwise as they move up the coastline, create percipitation seeming to come from the northeast. With a good rain shell and protection for my gear, the chance to work between showers is an adventure to be savored.