Loose in Palouse

You’d think, after four posts and dozens of pictures in a series called “Loose in the Palouse”, that we’ve actually been to Palouse. But we haven’t.

How can that be? Have I been lying to you this whole time?

Loose in the Palouse: Panorama

Sometimes, in a photography workshop, you need to get an early start. Like, really early. Early enough to travel to and arrive at a pre-scouted viewpoint well before dawn, so you can catch the sunrise and morning light that comes with it.

In my case, this ended up meaning, “guess I’m not going to sleep at all tonight.”

Loose in the Palouse: Steptoe To Falls

One thing was made quite clear by our photography workshop leader when he gave us an introductory briefing on the Palouse.

Loose in the Palouse: Early Impressions

The gorgeous shots you typically see from the Palouse are shot at a place called Steptoe Butte. But that’s not the only place you can find beauty.

Loose in the Palouse: Born in a Barn

The cow looked at me, quizzically. I looked back, impressed with how well it was put together. We both probably wondered if the other was missing a few screws…

Sea-ing Red

JJ stood on the ladder outside the boat, still dripping water from his scuba dive. His face took on a shade of green, and we were all startled when suddenly he hurled red over the side of the boat.

It’s unusual, but not unheard of for a diver to get sick, especially if the seas are rough. But they were calm this day, and seasick is no reason for red vomitus.  Repeated heaves gave the impression he was hacking up a lung, or trying to turn his guts inside out.  We were all, OMG, what the hell is going on, and what are we going to do about it?

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?

A Break in the Action

Some of you may be wondering if I fell off a cliff.

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?

Short Attention Span Theater

Once upon a time, I created a set of gallery pages that provide a quick way to check out the photography from past posts without having to access them individually. I’ve just updated the galleries, and rather than explain the lot I’m reblogging the post that introduced the galleries in January of last year- Short Attention Span Theater.

PS: I’m about to do some traveling, so if you don’t see any blog posts or me responding to your posts for a few weeks, not to worry.

Plying Through Life

Feeling a bit short on time? Not ready to read anything longer than a tweet? Is tl;dr your favorite acronym? This post may be for you.

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