It was time once again to fly my drone around my home town. August is also harvest time for summer crops, and as we drove to the windmill, we happened to pass one of Dibbersen’s cornfields, which was being harvested at that moment.
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The mountains Segla and Hesten in dramatic clouds. In the background, Mount Grytetippen peeked out from behind Segla, while Hesten was completely shrouded in yellow clouds.
The unexpected often happens. There had been a heavy snowstorm all morning and suddenly the clouds broke and I had this view across the fjord.
This is my favorite picture from my stay on Senja. Bad weather makes the best pictures!
What a sight, the Grytetippen picked out of the mountains with a focal length of almost 500mm. In the foreground on the left you can still see the southern flank of Mount Segla, which lies above the village of Fjordgård. It was a unique atmosphere as the sun rose and slowly crept over the mountains of Senja, illuminating only the clouds.
The fact that there is a whole fjord between the two mountains can only be guessed at from this perspective and the compression created by the telephoto lens. That’s why I love taking landscape photos with the telephoto lens.
The wintery rocky coast with its wild surf is a unique experience. In shallow places, the surf had already washed away the freshly fallen snow, while the crunching fresh snow still lay on the higher parts of the shore.
Again and again I heard the waves crashing into the rock.
Suddenly the sun was on the Devil’s Teeth. Within a few minutes, the sun had come over the mountains to the south and bathed the entire fjord flank in bright white. As soon as this happened, the surf in the foreground was also highlighted by the sun.
How different this mood was to the morning mood in snowfall and without direct sunlight. Unfortunately, the surf was still so strong that many of the areas in the foreground were flooded by individual waves. I respectfully stood further back and, above all, higher up, but a group of photographers stood lower down and were surprised by a wave at some point. They themselves had only got wet, but one photographer had put her rucksack — open — behind her. A deadly sin, as it turned out. All her interchangeable objects and a second camera got a dip in the salt water of the Arctic Sea!
Some time later, I took advantage of a quiet period and took the reflection of the Devil’s Teeth in the foreground, of course with the photo backpack on my back!
Which picture do you like better, the cover picture or this one?
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I had driven to the end of the road. In contrast to Medfjorden, where there was a town with a hotel and lots of rented accommodation at the end of the road, there was only a lonely little village here on the Bergfjord. The road was not cleared and parking was difficult to find.
However, the turquoise water tempted me to take the drone up and see how the contrast of turquoise and snowy white would look. The whole atmosphere was frosty because it was still snowing lightly.
I would have loved to jump into the water here in summer. I was always fascinated by the fact that there are such great sandy beaches here.
I turned the drone again and saw the next snow shower approaching, but now beautifully colored by the rising sun.
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In heavy snowfall, I drove to another fjord. For a brief moment, I noticed that the sun was visible through the snowfall. Fortunately, I was able to park my car well, jumped out quickly and grabbed my camera.
Only when I looked through the viewfinder did I realize that the sun was just coming out in a cut in the other side of the fjord. What a beautiful and quiet atmosphere, with the many thick flakes trickling to the ground around me.