Bill and I taught our landscape photography workshop earlier this month at Chincoteague National Wildlife Refuge and Assateague National Seashore. We had wonderful weather, fantastic students and incredible photographic opportunities. In addition to Saturday night’s amazing sunset – we also had a chance to photograph two sunrises and some reflections in the marsh.
The first sunrise we photographed was on Saturday morning. We photographed the marsh from the side of the main road in the refuge. One of the great things about Chincoteague NWR is that so many of the wonderful landscape photo spots are very close to the roads.
I’ve photographed from this spot several times before so tried to do something a little different this time. I spent much of my time working with the grasses in the marsh.
Marsh Grass at Sunrise, Chincoteague National Wildlife Refuge © 2015 Patty Hankins
Marsh Grass at Sunrise, Chincoteague National Wildlife Refuge © 2015 Patty Hankins
On Saturday afternoon we stopped at one of the scenic spots along Wildlife Loop to photograph reflections of the trees and the grasses in the water.
Reflections at Chincoteague National Wildlife Refuge © 2015 Patty Hankins
Reflections at Chincoteague National Wildlife Refuge © 2015 Patty Hankins
Our final field session of the workshop was on Sunday morning when we photographed sunrise on the beach at Assateague National Seashore and then the golden light in the dunes.
Sunrise at Assategue National Seashore © 2015 Patty Hankins
Morning Light on the Dunes at Assateague National Seashore © 2015 Patty Hankins
Tracks in the Sand, Assateague National Seashore © 2015 Patty Hankins
We had a wonderful time at Chincoteague NWR earlier this month teaching our workshop. We haven’t set the dates for our Chincoteague 2016 workshop – but chances are it will be in early February. If you’d like to be among the first to hear about our other workshops this year – and our 2016 workshop at Chincoteague – just sign up for my newsletter. I can’t promise you we’ll have light like we did this year – but you never know