We were going to go up Truchas Peak but all of the land grant entrances were locked. One of us had been trying to get a hold of the president for over two weeks. The ranger said it had been open all summer but I guess we were too late in the season. We started going on a hike-for-the-heck-of-it from Santa Barbara Campground and tried Trampas Peak on a lark. We didn’t summit but did OK considering how late we got to the campground after trying every way to Truchas we could find on the map.
I’ll try some exposure stacking – bracketing gave me some good sky-dark mountains and the reverse.
It had been windy – some big trees down.
I have another version focused at infinity – I’ll try focus stacking and post results.
I’ll start with an image that’s in the video. I just metered the scene without compensating for the strong back light. This is what I got:
Goober & Jem: un-adjusted
Using the scanner adjustment to compensate. I can see them but the background is brighter (don’t care) and they look hazy (do care). This is the result:
Dragged the scanner software midtone on the histogram to 60 (default 128)
I tried the Photoshop merge, the same wizard that let’s you create a panorama. It did not cover itself in glory. Several manual variations later, I came up with this:
Stacked the images as layers and played with transparency. Then used the levels setting in Preview.
I may be able to get something better using layers with a selective erase (I got better results putting the darker layer one top and varying the transparency, which seems counter-intuitive to me) but I’m not sure it won’t look like modern HDR-that-doesn’t-look-real images.
The film & the lens handle wide contrast ranges if you meter properly
I have a scanner-brightened version of this too but I haven’t tried exposure stacking.
I was trying to avoid cars in the frame and ended up with “Ladies & Gentlemen, St. Francis has left the building”.
This one is an in-between image — fuzzy but visually interesting.
Dad’s Diner in Farmington, NM.
Another shot at Dad’s Diner.
Foggy morning on the Rio. I left this one uncropped to show the frame marks at the edge. Hasselblad used to do something similar so you knew which magazine was which.
Thinking about it, maybe I will shoot another roll through the Agfa after checking the distance scale and rangefinder. The 2nd roll (last shot above) was cheap Kodak film expired by almost 20 years, my chems were getting pretty worn out, and most of the shots were on the same foggy, hazy morning. As it stands, the case is worth more than the camera so I have almost nothing — a roll of film & processing — to lose.
Some more images from the first roll (Lomo Earl Grey B&W 100). The light leak caused me to do some imaginative crops.
Buffalo head at Buffalo Thunder.
One of those lucky shots — Goober’s outline fits the contour of my foot perfectly.
Too long before I posted. I can’t remember where we saw this cool bent glass fixture.
I’ll post some color after I scan the 2nd roll. I had it processed at the drug store (rhymes with gall spleens) and specified develop-only and don’t cut the negatives. I got prints and mangled negatives. Their machine sliced right through the middle of some of the frames. They didn’t charge me but I think I’m done with them — it’s not cheap, it’s usually more like a day than the advertised hour, the employees know nothing except how to work the machine, and they can’t follow simple instructions. It was just a test roll but it could’ve been Bigfoot riding Nessie to meet Elvis’s space ship.
14 August 2015 Update
Second roll is expired Fuji 200 film. Fewer bad frames but it still leaks a bit. I’ll use it as a test for my new and improved light seal checker.
My sweetie. 1/60 second & f/1.8.
Our neighbor’s horse. 1/500 & f/16. In the bright sun, the leak showed up so it’s cropped square.
Saw blade target. 1/500 & f/16. Just a hint of a leak at the upper right.
Tree shadows on canvas canopy. F/1.8 but I didn’t record the shutter. Cropped square.
Iron gate detail. I missed the focus point a little at f/1.8 and got the stucco sharp.