My guess is some bracket on the wall. It looks to be about the same luminance as the canted linear 'things' just to the left.
I once was briefly mystified by a dark 1 or 2 pixel line running through the upper right third of a beach photograph which looked for all the world like a scratch or hair on the sensor. I finally realized when looking at some later images that it was a kite string that managed to sneak into the frame . . .
glassartist wrote:
My guess is some bracket on the wall. It looks to be about the same luminance as the canted linear 'things' just to the left.
I once was briefly mystified by a dark 1 or 2 pixel line running through the upper right third of a beach photograph which looked for all the world like a scratch or hair on the sensor. I finally realized when looking at some later images that it was a kite string that managed to sneak into the frame . . .
I probably mislead you when I said nothing on the sensor.
Indeed it WAS dust on the sensor.
I used dry nylon sensor brush (I rubbed it first before using it to charge it ) and it resolved the issue
the strange thing that I was in the past under the impression that I have few dead pixels (When taking blacks) but after cleaning those what I thought dead pixels were cleared.
What an amazing spot it is too. Has a different look than the rest of the Hamptons. Landscape and the town has an almost California small town vibe.
We live maybe 20-25 mins away and haven’t gone in a while. With family out visiting we decided to show it off.
taildraggin wrote:
Late one summer Saturday night, my gf and I fell asleep (ok, passed out) here overlooking the ocean from the bluff on the other side..
About 3am, fog rolled in, the horn went off behind us and nearly blew us into the ocean. I still feel my organs resonating when I see Montauk Light.
Real estate people are now calling it a part of the hamptons, but it wasn’t. It’s beautiful, but different country with a plain any-east~coast fishing & surfing vibe, more like NC. Warhol and the Stones went there (and Greenport) to avoid the hamptons. Sag was different, too, until Babs moved in.
