One of the things that keeps business travel sane and fresh for me is to steal a couple of hours, generally in the early, early morning, to get out and shoot the town I’m in, first as night photography and later in the gorgeous light that you only see at the break of day.
And since I was in San Antonio, where else would I go but the Alamo?
It didn’t disappoint. The first time I pointed my camera up, I found myself staring at a wonderful crescent moon hovering over the entry to the shrine in a pitch black sky.
It was so serene and beautiful, especially when I had the place completely to myself, that it was easy to forget its violent history.
It was too early to venture inside, but eventually a guard arrived and we chatted. I delighted in my good fortune when he opened a massive gate to let a gardener in, and, after some deliberation, allowed me to photograph this glorious 140 year-old live oak that was transplanted, in 1910, at age 40, to its current location in the courtyard it now dominates.
And here’s the last shot of the morning. It was worth the wait.
All shots were taken with a Nikon D800 camera and 12-24mm wide-angle lens. Some small amount of clean-up was done in Photoshop, but not much.
Though dragging myself out of bed is sometimes tough, I’m always glad (after-the-fact) that I rose early at least once during my trip to watch the break of day!