Sunday, November 22, 2015
Fly Fishing is an excercise in patience. Ryan and his dog Big Head excercising some patience at Sunset at a much depleted Detroit Lake. Hopefully with some of the recent rains, it will begin to help refill these reservoirs. Amazingly the "boat docks" at the State Park were hundreds of yards from the feeble flow that passed for a river trickling into the Lake. The advantage of a low water year is that you can check out the holes you would normally fish, and understand the actual topography of them and know just how deep they actually are.
Saturday, November 21, 2015
This time of year is often about changing weather. These shots are from Sandy looking across the Sandy River Valley. I sat in my puffy coat and drank coffee from my thermos, waited for the light to change, for the fog to lift, and for the feeling to come back into my fingers so I could take these shots. A cold and foggy morning eventually broke into a sunny day which was pouring rain by the end of the day. Gotta love Oregon.
Thursday, November 19, 2015
The waterfalls in the Gorge are again thumping away with all the recent fresh snow and rain. After such an incredibly dry Summer it is so good to see water back in the system. Take a little time out of your day to be grateful for our ample water in this region. This is Triple Falls in the upper Oneonta Gorge...go see it for yourself!
Sunday, October 25, 2015
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Mt. Tabor Reservoir in SE Portland, Oregon. This reservoir, due to the fact that it is not covered and therefore represents a national security compromise, will most likely be decommissioned and emptied. Shots like this will no longer be possible. I am grateful to be one of the many people almost silently gathered last night to witness this beautiful show.
Friday, September 18, 2015
Good morning Mt. Hood! She bursts forth into the day in fine fashion! Of late the Sunrises and Sunsets have been totally ludicrous. I love the annual return of clouds and the dance of light that accompanies them. I am grateful to have caught this from Mt. Tabor Park in Portland, Oregon. I tried to get to Rocky Butte immediately afterward but got distracted in a conversation...more on that later.
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
The sun casts its final rays on the waters of the Columbia River. This Gorge is so beautiful! There are no two days or evenings the same. I have found that on days when the weather is enough to keep most folks home that it is then that the gorge shines...can you imagine what it was like for early photographers like Carleton Watkins?
Saturday, September 05, 2015
Love this place...Paradise on Mt. Rainier. The home of the old Paradise Campground and current home of a Government Weather Station, giving us data that helps provide water supply forecasts and real-time data for weather forecasts. Distracting this peak!
Wednesday, September 02, 2015
Gotta get back to this place, 'tis the season. Aspens are going to be turning soon, crisp air, maybe a dusting of early snow like we got on Mt. Hood in the last few days...yes, it sounds good. This is Blitzen Gorge on Steens Mountain, if you have not been, go there!
Tuesday, September 01, 2015
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Sunday, August 23, 2015
I am pretty sure this is what fun is...pushing a teammate off a 30 foot dock at breakneck speed just to see if the contraption you built will fly! I had so much fun participating in this event! There is nothing quite like pushing your craft up on the flight deck, where you have a couple minutes to reflect, then turning around to realize there are 85,000 people watching your every move. My buddy Asit Rathod was such a huge help building the craft, many Red Bulls, Many Jameson's, and many hours were spent together making the magic happen. See you next year Flugtag!
Friday, August 21, 2015
There has been so much going on lately that I have not posted here as often as I normally would. I have been off doing random things(Red Bull Flugtag for instance) that have taken up so much of my time that my normal penchant for landscapes and such has not been fed. I miss these days, skiing with Cali the Wonder Dog on Mt. Ashland, gazing at Mt. McLoughlin in ample snow years taking lap after lap after lap, I miss my friends from Ski Patrol, and the time spent at odd hours on a mountain with no one else around. More of these times to come for sure, and remembering these days is the surest way to insure more of them.