T for T2 for one

I decided that I would risk the forecast of sunshine and showers and set off for the Aberglaslyn Pass with the camera in the boot. I parked in the little lay by at Bryn y Felin and put the camera in its rucksack and the tripod in its carry bag, strapped them on and walked down the fisherman's path as far as T2. The sky had patches of blue alternating with stormy black and grey, the walk took about twenty minutes and along the way it was warm but there were a few drops of rain too.

After clambering up to track level I set up the tripod and camera so that I had a nice shot facing Port that the train would come into from behind, the river sloshed by far below and it all looked quite promising. The bit of sky in the frame was grey but there was a large blue bit working its way towards it and there was a chance that it would look great when the train arrived. I was set up with about 15 minutes to spare so I got a few cutaway shots and stood waiting enjoying the view.

Looks like rain.

I heard a distant whistle and so got the camera ready; just as I checked the lens was clear I felt a large drop of rain on the top of my head, I keep it bald just for this purpose. Then there was another and  so I grabbed a rain cover from the rucksack and covered the camera. Another whistle, closer this time. The rain started to fall in heavy, summer style drops. Just in time I whipped the cover off and the train strolled into my shot as planned.

I packed up and got into the rucksacks again and climbed down to the path, by now it was raining steadily and as I walked briskly back to the car I got soaked. How we suffer for our art.

Here is the shot, I may use a very short bit of it as the rain isn't too pronounced in the wide shot at the beginning.