Soon after arriving at the vacation house, we were settled in and ready to go explore and figure out where we were. We headed out on foot, going south along the gravel road until it came to a gate and paved road. Just beyond a stand of pines to the east, a house stood, with debris and equipment, including a backhoe, strewn around. We passed through the gate and took a right, walking up a gentle slope away from the house. A couple hundred feet in, we came to gravesite. We huddled to confer. We decided to turn around; we were getting hungry, anyway. The girls led the way back. Mt Shasta stood guard in the distance.
In the final moments of our time around Mt Shasta, I managed to get my group to wait for me while I wandered around Weed, CA shooting the local color. Actually, it didn’t take very long. But it was fun while it lasted.
With subjects like these, it was definitely about color. I was shooting with a polarizing filter, which I have little experience with, and I’m surprised by the deep, dark blues that resulted. Click an image to view large.
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