Bearskin Neck in Rockport, Massachusetts is a year round mecca for tourists but traffic slows down considerably by mid November. It’s a bit like Provincetown, MA in minature and much more intimate and approachable.
I have a client who engages me to photograph temporary bridges over highways and waterways. No doubt you have seen some of these projects; bare steel structures that stand for months or even years while new crossings are built or old bridges repaired. On this day I hired a single engine plane and a pilot to fly over the Merrimack River in Lowell, Massachusetts.
This morning I wandered down to the State Pier in Gloucester, MA with a camera and one lens, hoping to find some photographs of fishermen. I spoke to one lobsterman who said that it hardly pays to go out these days.
The granite quarry at Halibut Point in Rockport, MA was operated from about 1840 to 1920. Now part of a State Park, its reflecting fresh waters blend with the hues of the Atlantic beyond the line of trees. Sailors shouted “Haul About” when they rounded this rocky point on Cape Ann, hence the name “Halibut Point.”
The tide is high and the wind is very gusty on this first week in June. The rental kayaks on Bearskin Neck in Rockport are full of rainwater and the lobster fisherman are not venturing out into the stormy surf. My camera and lenses are wet and this is a glorious day for photography on Cape Ann.
My fascination with the rocks of Cape Ann continues. Here, on a very foggy evening with a flat sea, the shoreline of Lanesville shows off its granite boulders and small, reflective, tidal pools.
On a perfect spring morning in the fishing village of Rockport on Cape Ann, Massachusetts, just a few lobster boats are moored in the calm harbor.
Even though the streetlights along the boulevard of Western Avenue in Gloucester, MA are excessively bright, their reflections in the calm harbor do have a magical quality.
Some days I feel very lucky to be a photographer. Yesterday, I made these images from the roof of a building in downtown Boston. The view was almost as good as flying.
The rocky coastline of Cape Ann might easily be mistaken for the coast of Downeast Maine. The boulders along the shore vary in shape from jagged and sharp to smooth and rounded.