My mom stenciled a photo of Mont St. Michel in her school years. She had seen a photo from one of my grandfather’s travelogues and fell in love with the mystical island in the Northern Region of France. When I finished high school she gave me, and my sister after me, a budget and free reign to go anywhere in the world. I, being the sucker I am for Europe, chose to backpack with her for seven weeks. That trip we visited some nine countries and I carried some fourteen rolls of film and my 35mm fujifilm camera with me. That trip had dozens of highlights and played a formative part of my young adult years. A key visit was to the Normandie to see Mt. Saint Michel. As the bus drove up it was love for both of us.
I have been so fortunate to be back a couple times. This fall I visited for the third time. I can assure you that every time is just as magical, perhaps more-so. The first time was a full tour, the second time I stayed overnight in a hotel [which I would recommend to anyone] and the third time I got up close and personal with the sheep.
Some of my older collections of Normandie do include sheep but they are in the distance or too blurry, something I had regretted for years. This was my third shot and I was not going to throw it away.
We arrived later in the afternoon after being enchanted by the sunrise in Etratat and taking a stroll through Honfluer. The light was a bit bright but the clouds were in my favor. The whole area around Mt Saint Michel is farm land. There are spots where you can stop and get some quality sheep in your shots. After getting a couple of those, I needed to be closer. Closer is what I got and these are a few of my favorite shots.
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