I've been bad about writing along with the pictures lately. Maybe I haven't had much to say.
Anyway, this isn't a super perfect shot but I remember so many times being up there, especially in the ripping cold wind in the middle of winter, alone, at night, forever, shooting long exposures and just thinking to myself that this was why I explored. I would just bundle up in layers and layers of clothing with black carhart on the outside and go climb the cranes again hoping that maybe the clouds would be cool. Or maybe that I could just sit and chill and watch the harbor for a while.
This was after they dragged this final crane back to be demoed. I cannot remember exactly but it was very shortly after this that it was demoed....next day? Maybe two.