Another Cruise Night
My sister talked me into coming to this Cruise Night in a small town near us. It was rather crowded and the lighting was sub par, but there were some interesting cars. I focused mostly on the details as I find them more interesting than a long shot of the car where you can’t see much of the vehicle’s nuances.
Note: Photos have been edited to obscure license plates and faces. Just in case you were wondering why some spots look a bit odd. I can’t ignore privacy.
Next Time: Fall Nature or Background photos
Highlights of Vintage Cars
I’m continuing my automotive theme this week with classic cars. I had a great couple of hours out at a local Cruise Night last week. Nice cars. Most of them were owned by older people who’d had them for years. Their pride and love was evident.
There were probably at least five Mustangs (this goes out to my Mustang-loving friend from college, if you’re reading this, you know who you are).
I don’t know much about cars, but I love the details on classic autos. It was like being a kid on an easter egg hunt: so many wonderful logos and features.
Next Week: Nature, weather permitting
Photographic Heritage: My Father’s Nikon F
Last week, I thought about photographing my first camera, but I decided an old classic would be a better choice. Photographing my father’s Nikon F, the first good SLR he ever owned, with my modern Nikon DSLR was a special experience. It tied together all the big happy camera/photoness in the house. This particular Nikon F is 45 years old and is still dearly beloved by my father. It was the best of its kind back in the day, and it is now a classic camera. Naturally, my dad made me promise I’d be extra careful with it.
The Nikon F.
Detail of lens and prism.
Markings
To all the Canon people out there, I’m not waging Holy War. I have dear friends who are Canon people. It’s just a little nostalgic Nikon person stuff. I’ll be less controversial next week.
Next Week: Time Outdoors, or Crazy Experiments Indoors
Speaking of next week, I’m thinking of braving the apparent bleakness of March in the faith that there’s something good out there. If not, I’ve heard dropping different liquids into each other is pretty amazing.
My Camera, My Friend 