Early this weekend, I heard a car dealership advertise that it stocked “everything under the sun.” Overthinker that I am, I read into the statement and wondered how accurate it was. Turns out, this is an interesting pun because a) there is actually quite a lot to do in the Carolinas and b) the sun is out a lot here, making it possible to actually do a lot of the “quite a lot to do.”
Of course, for the July 4 Mt. Pleasant fireworks, neither analysis was particularly relevant, but the double entendre didn’t go unnoticed through the rest of the sunny weekend on a boat (!). There were a few times where red, white, and blue fireworks were in the air at the same time, but unpatriotically I managed to catch only one such explosion (detonation? I really have no idea how these incendiary terms work).
I was hoping to be on the Ravenel Bridge to photograph the fireworks, but as it turns out they close it to pedestrian traffic. After taking refuge at a lower elevation, the fireworks started earnestly enough shortly after I set up my tripod.
A few minutes into the show, the choreographers (pyrotechnicians? Pyrotechnists?) threw in some palm trees as a reminder of what state we were in.
The previous night, my exposures were set too long during the grand finale and I ended up blowing out the images during the finale. This time, I set the exposure time shorter — but didn’t take into account the wind, which was more or less blowing all the smoke a few degrees west of where I had set up.
I don’t typically make a thing of fireworks displays, but next year, assuming I do this again, I’ll camp out on James Island or by the Charleston Aquarium so that the bridge can also make its way into yet more of my Charleston photos.