The Wreck of the Peter Iredale

The wreck at sunrise.

The wreck at sunrise.

Everybody photographs the Peter Iredale. Everybody.  So, I shouldn't have been surprised when I arrived at sunrise to find about ten photographers practically swarming around the wreck, trying to keep out of each others' way. More frustrating for me was the fact that they left tripods standing around, making it extremely difficult to shoot a clean frame. I finally asked the leader to round up the hardware, and gradually the tripods disappeared. A little self-awareness would have been nice.

I had hoped to photograph the wreck at sunset, but the weather just wouldn't cooperate, with high winds and heavy rain. So, I was left with a single morning, but it turned out well.

Map.

The wreck at dawn.

The wreck at dawn.