Posts Tagged: california
Paradise is Just a Storm Cloud Away
Hwy 385 #12
It’s fun to just point the camera out the window while moving down the highway and just see what happens. During our trip to Owens Valley this summer, two families piled into the mini-van, and Bill drove the entire time. I had quite a bit of time sitting shotgun, and although I didn’t take advantage of it as much as I should have, I did start shooting from the shotgun position during a brief rainstorm.
Hwy 395 #6
Hwy 395 #2
Hwy 395 #12- Hwy 385 #12
Mack Lake #3
Mack Lake 2012-09-19 #3
Some grasses at Mack Lake in the Little Lakes Valley in Eastern Sierra. And some clouds, too. And rock, of course. Lots of rock. And trees.
Sentinel
Sentinel at Schulman Grove (click image to view large)
Another one of the photos accidentally taken with low-res settings on the camera. Sad but true.
Swall Meadows/Jacob’s Ladder
Swall Meadow/Jacob’s Ladder (click image to view large)
Dark beautiful cliffs, fantastic clouds, and occasional rain showers were our constant companions.
Bristlecone Pines 1
Bristlecone Pine (click image to view large)
Dusk at Swall Meadows
Dusk at Swall Meadows (click to view large)
The view from the veranda looking southeast across Owens Valley to the White Mountains.
Keough Hot Spray
Keough Hot Spray (click to view large)
The spray, an undulating mix of hot and cold mineral water, is pleasantly disorienting to be in. Or perhaps that was a partial effect of the day hike around Lake Sabrina at over 9000 feet. In any case, the mineral pool was a fantastic finish to the day. And the vintage character of the place, while slowly decaying, was very cool. I hope any sprucing up that might happen doesn’t go too far.
Diamonds and Rust I
When is she coming back for me (click to view large)
I almost forgot about the old bicycle.
The Occasional Flower
Flower (click to view large)
Walking around the back side of Fitch Mountain in Healdsburg, I saw an old rusted bicycle and this flower.
Oakland Smile
Street Vendor, Oakland CA (click image to view large)
We finally made it back to Art Murmur this last Friday. It had been several months since the last time we made it down there. We probably would not have made it on our own, but the excuse of hanging out with friends we had not seen in a while was also irresistible. In the intervening time, the first Friday art gallery night in downtown Oakland has continued to grow. This night several blocks of Telegraph Ave were closed to traffic and filled makeshift stages, street vendors, buskers, food trucks, and drunks. It was also my first time shooting out on the street with the replaced D800, and I took couple dozen shots. This is my favorite one of the night. I saw her first and lined up to get her contrasted against that outrageous orange wall, and then she saw me and gave me this fantastic smile. That’s hella Oakland for ya.
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