Rita and I took a drive to southern West Virginia specifically to visit Babcock State Park. If you are unfamiliar with the name, do a search in images and you will be greeted with an amazing number of beautiful photos of the Grist Mill. If you are anything like me, you will recognize the location, but had no idea where it was. These photos were the inspiration for the visit.
Babcock State Park
The day itself could not be more perfect — mild temperatures, beautiful locale, away from work, and being with my wife.
While I knew the pre-autumn colors would detract from any photos I would take, I didn’t take into account the dry conditions we have all been experiencing this year. The creek that runs along side the mill is often photographed with rushing water. This was not to be the case (see the featured image) for our visit. Nevertheless, I was not daunted and proceeded to take some photos. As you will see, there are only so many angles available, and I tried to make them mine and not just emulate others I have seen. All the mill shots are 7-image, bracketed photos taken with my D850 and the Nikon 24-70mm lens. The primary post processing done in Lightroom. The main mill images were processed in AuroraHDR which seemed to give me better white balance.
While shooting, I met Rodney Keller, a photographer from Richmond. He was a Nikon shooter, but has recently transitioned to Sony mirrorless – good conversation. He brought a drone, which are allowed from 1-3 pm, and I am looking forward to his drone pics.
Cass and Snowshoe
After our stop at Babcock, we needed to decided what to do next. My hips had not appreciated the long drive and the “rock climbing” in the creek bed, so I wasn’t sure if another day of hiking was on the table. I decided to head to Cass and Snowshoe – two locations that I have wanted to visit, but hadn’t discovered until recently. If nothing else this would serve as a reconnaissance visit to see if a later visit is warranted. Cass, without the trains being active was a bit disappointing, but we will be back for one of the rail tours – they were sold out or we might have stayed. I had hoped to rent a room at Snowshoe, but it is not the most intuitive place I have ever visited. In fact we never could find out if that was even possible. It is not Squaw Valley or Lake Tahoe, but the sunset was beautiful.
I hope you enjoy the pics.