An early hike with friends to Dream Lake rewarded us with a vibrant sunrise over the tail waters that gently flow towards Nymph Lake. Though the weather was brutal and the wind ripping, the warm hues took even the deepest chills away.
I returned to this spot the following weekend only to find the water almost entirely frozen. What luck I had getting possibly the last reflections for 2010.
This shot was a result of the following weekend: :thumb186067607:
On the same evening I witnessed the glory of Upper Falls, I also visited the older, much larger, relative, Lower Falls. The water of Lower Falls has a massive decent of over 300 feet! The spray coming up off of the falls floor was astounding. The sunlight was coming in at a very flattering angle, lighting up only the area right of the falls. Making it easy to clearly see Lower Falls as well as adding an element of drama to the scene.
Baita Segantini (2200m) and the Pale di San Martino group, near San Martino di Castrozza.
I hiked up there from 1400m on four out of eight evenings I have spent in the Dolomites, Italy. Three of them completely cloudless but on the fourth hike and my last day of the whole trip I finally got my chance. _______________________________
This was the first site that Marianne and I stopped at on a great last weekend in Iceland. We are every grateful to Orvar and Mai for showing us around (Orvar's site is at www.arcticphoto.is) the area. We had visited the area to the left of this scene but to walk on the glacier itself and find small pools of crystal clarity like this was a dream. If anyone has an inkling to visit this particular location, the access point is behind a fosshotel just past the actual sign to Svinafell glacier.
The Minarets are a section of the Sierras that I have been starring at since I was a child and has been on my "to do" list for years. Although we had to change our plans because snow was blocking our route to the next set of lakes, I feel I have a good taste of this area and cannot wait to get back next year. TOP PRIORITY!
On a side note. I was stupid enough to jump into this lake at 10,000ft in October. Dont believe, just ask Ben. Not one of my brighter ideas. haha!
This is a color version of My Morning Perch. The first time visiting Rocky Mountain National Park and anxious to shoot. I decided to climb the side of a cliff for a better angle off the beaten trail. A definite stand still moment in my life where it took a moment before I could focus. Only if I could see this everyday.
It was the first evening of my brother's and my trip to Missouri Gulch, and I wanted to have some spots scouted out for potential shots to come. Since less than 50 feet away from camp was a stream of fresh runoff, I decided to explore the area last as I hiked my way down from the slopes. Finding a neat area to setup, I squatted the tripod right above the water and squared everything up.
The sun had set long ago, unfortunately without a cloud in the sky, but still kissed the peak of Mt. Belford. So, fooling around, I decided to work on a focus stack shot.
Redid this shot, so let's talk sharpness and how it is better with it.
I enjoyed how the lovely warm hues of the peak popped against the cool evening, the frigid water and dark night sky, making a wonderfully subtle shot. The smooth flowing stream takes me back to falling asleep, listening as it played its music while I dozed off into my dreams of summiting the nearby 14ers.
What a wonderful substitution for a fan. (something I cannot sleep without)