Well, mostly travels anyway. This is really just an excuse to tell stories about places I’ve been or adventures I’ve experienced. I hope you find them entertaining.
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Acts of Deception
I wondered, for a few seconds, if I was dreaming.
Looking out at the wall, a sea of arms looked back at me, waving. Each arm showing shades of grey, corpse-like, yet animated. Was this for real, or a nightmare? Continue reading “Acts of Deception”
Macro Series – Jan 2019
Here’s a challenge for you. Name a shrub that flowers in the middle of the winter. I’ll even show you a few pictures.
Macro Series – Dec 2018
Not a very inventive title, is it? What’s up with that?
Getting Down (Part 2)
Ahem. You can stop waiting now. It’s time to resume our quiet little walk in the woods, looking at the smaller things, getting down to more of a bug’s eye view. It’s not bad down here…
Getting Down (Part 1)
If I told you I went to a place with epic views that people travel thousands of miles to see, but chose to ignore those views, would you think I was nuts?
Silver Falls
“I bet nobody can get a good picture here!”, said our photography instructor. On the face of it, you’d think he was crazy – we were along a stream bed in a lovely valley. But he had his reasons, apart from giving us all a challenge.
A Break in the Action
Some of you may be wondering if I fell off a cliff.
Home Town Tourist
Standing on the fringes of a millionaire’s mansion, we looked out over the city. Mount Hood stood across from us on the horizon, acting as a counterpoint for the rising September moon.
Gorge Group
I admit it. I live in one of the more picturesque parts of the country.
So when a chance to do a photography workshop in the neighborhood popped up, it seemed like a no lose scenario. In addition to enjoying some of my favorite spots once again, it gave me a chance to share them with folks who by definition are big fans of beautiful landscapes. We gave ’em a taste of the region on the first day with a trip to Mount Hood, stopping at Timberline Lodge, and Trillium Lake.
Where did we go for day two of the workshop?
Reflecting on Trillium
And as the day’s light softened and prepared for another evening’s slumber, we sat along the edge of a lake, waiting to see how that light would reflect upon the mountain.
