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May 2015

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Perspective (which way is up)

vertical panorama

Last summer I was out at my playground, Red Rock Canyon, waiting for a sunset.  I started out taking what I thought was going to be a three or four frame stitched shot.  As I moved the camera upwards, the clouds still looked great, and the next thing I knew, I was leaning backwards with the camera pointed straight up.  I checked the other horizon and thought I might as well keep going.  Photoshop will not stitch together a shot of completely blue sky or even one with thin wisps.  I wasn’t sure if this setting was going to come together, but it did with no problems.


WPC: On The Way to Houston

I’ve flown enough out of McCarran Airport to know the flight patterns towards every corner of the US, and earlier this month on my flight to Houston, we definitely started off course.  I figured the pilot would make an adjustment, but we seemed to stay further south than all the previous flights to the southeast. I was enjoying the slight change of scenery, and one of the first things to get my attention was patterns of the Mojave Desert (above).  As we approached Flagstaff, I knew we were still on a southern course because the San Francisco Peaks were visible out the left side windows.  They had just received a late spring coating of snow.  The Arizona Snowbowl looked as though they could still have been skiing, but I’m sure it was past season. San Francisco Peaks The next feature to come into view was Meteor Crater.  It’s really hard to grasp the scale of the crater from the air, but perhaps the tiny roads will help. meteor crater There wasn’t much to see after that, until descending into Houston.  The brownness of west Texas gave way to the patchwork of agricultural land and the greenery and waterways of the much more humid environment we were about to touch down upon. meandering river Then something very red appeared on the horizon.  Amidst all that green, it was hard to miss.  After zooming in on the computer screen, I can see that it is a manufacturing facility for heavy equipment. red square And then, finally, welcome to Houston. houston panorama In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “On the Way.”

Sunday’s Hike (seven more photos)

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This is one of my favorite spots on this planet to be standing.

Or sitting, or observing, or inhaling large volumes of fresh air, or taking photographs.

Sunday morning I started out wearing a light jacket, feeling the freshness of random raindrops, and side-stepping muddy parts of the trail – three things I never thought I would be mentioning about a hike in southern Nevada in the end of May.  It poured in my neighborhood on Friday for about 10-15 minutes, but that doesn’t mean it rained a couple miles away.  Not around here, anyway.  My rain jacket was still in my car from a couple weeks ago, so I threw it in my pack.  There were just a few drops when I started out, but it looked as though that could change at any time.

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The hike to this point is only a couple miles, mostly flat with a milder grade at the end.  From here it descends slightly to Oak Canyon, where trail finding skills become important.  I just wanted to make it to my spot, and hopefully catch the sunrise.  The clouds, thick enough to hold water, saw to it that the sunrise colors didn’t materialize.  In fact, the sun only popped out for about 5 minutes the entire time out here.

My spot is on a ridge that runs up towards Mount Wilson.  There are great views of most of the Red Rock cliffs, so no matter what time of year, there’s usually something to photograph – at least in the mornings.  This spot is rare because trees which usually need the coolness of the canyons to survive, thrive here.  The sounds of the birds reverberate throughout this little pocket, and the only reason you can vaguely hear cars go by is because the 2000 foot cliffs echo their sound.

My early start meant I had the place to myself.  About a half-hour later, two climbers headed off trail to scale some precipice of Mount Wilson.  My next visitor was a hummingbird.  It came flying around the trees, coming to an abrupt halt as it startled both of us, I think.  It hovered away momentarily, then flew back to check me out again.  My camera was a couple feet away, but before I could grab it, my guest was gone.  I had been shooting time-lapse video, which didn’t require anything of me other than sitting and enjoying the morning.

The early morning cloud cover made an attempt to go away, and at one point I thought it was going to clear completely, without me capturing any shots.  That never happened, and as the clouds reformed, I was getting my favorite kind of light.  I call it window light, where only small openings in the clouds allow the sunlight out, and usually filtered light at that.  I like to think of it as Mother Nature’s dodge and burn.  I fired off a few shots, and would then have a lull before the next slivers of light would slide by.  During one of these lulls I heard a noise in the trees below me.  My next visitors, three deer, had been unaware of my presence until that point.  They froze for a couple seconds, then took off at a somewhat hurried rate. This time my camera was ready and I managed a few shots before they disappeared over the ridge.  I took a few more shots with my window light, then felt I had captured everything I was going to see for the morning and packed up.

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I started my way down the trail and it wasn’t long before I took what I thought was a parting glance.  I’m not done here I thought as I now had a lower perspective which was looking better and better.  I walked slightly up a different ridge and found a great location which had a perfect sized boulder to stand on.  I thought my dawdling cost me the shot I was hoping for.  I waited for at least ten minutes before the next window slid by, and, as it turned out, was even better.  Perfect, actually.  Now I’m done!

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I glanced down for a good spot to step off my boulder, and as I did, I noticed two insects.  They weren’t moving and were up against each other, butt to butt.  I didn’t think this was going to last more than a couple seconds, so instead of changing to a faster lens and moving in closer, I aimed my camera downward and started to focus.  I thought it might be a cute shot for a saying like “we don’t see eye-to-eye” or “I’m not speaking to you!”  I was about to press the shutter when a third bug came into my frame.  My initial reaction was you’re ruining my shot, dammit!  It quickly approached one of the other bugs and started to attack it.  That’s when I realized what had been taking place.  The first two had been in the process of copulating.  I could now see a small tube (penis?) between them as the one bug was busy fending off its attacker.  The one being attacked was now moving around, forcing its partner to maneuver to maintain contact (or keep from breaking?).  The skirmish lasted about a minute.

Then a bizarre thought came to me.  “I think I just witnessed the insect world’s version of The Jerry Springer Show!”  For those who’ve never seen the show, the usual theme is confronting lovers who are cheating.  At some point the ex-girlfriend starts swearing and beating on the new girlfriend (or boyfriend).

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The rest of the hike went without incident, but I was still pondering the drama of the insect world.  A desert willow tree that I had passed in darkness was in bloom.  There was now sufficient light to take photos and finish out the day.

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WPC: Broken

If you travel at all, you will eventually come across something broken and abandoned.  It’s in our nature, being so much easier to just leave something behind once it has outlived its usefulness.

Here in the US, cars seem to be a popular item to dispose of once they are broken.  I have encountered numerous cars and trucks left for nature to swallow up.  It’s sad when someone determines that the cost to tow and repair a vehicle outweighs the value of said vehicle.

Some things would require far more effort and cost to remove once they become broken.  This mining operation, above, would be a perfect example of that.  I’m sure it was perfectly functional when the people decided to move on, probably because they had exhausted the material they were mining.  Nature eventually reclaims everything, and is slowly working her magic on this remnant of civilization.

Other examples of broken: a broken rainbow broken rainbow a broken down ranch grain tower OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

canyon walls broken from rockslide Soap Creek Canyon In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Broken.”

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pairs

In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

Early one morning, while driving near Flagstaff, Arizona, I came across this pair of horses grazing in a meadow.  I’m sure they weren’t wild, but I like the feel of the shot.  Below is something also fitting the category.  I’ve always called this one “The Twins” because I’ve found it unusual to see similar rock art side-by-side.  This panel of pictographs is in the Grand Canyon.

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One Word Photo Challenge: Hot

In response to Jennifer Nichole Wells One Word Photo Challenge

My shot for this week’s challenge comes from the Arizona desert.  You won’t find a hotter environment than being in the desert in the hours leading up to sunset, and I think this image conveys that feeling with the setting sun heating up the cacti.

WPC: Enveloped – in deep, narrow canyons

I’ve hiked many miles, and early on I discovered I preferred canyon hikes over those on a mountaintop or ridgeline.  It’s not just about having shade or water, but more of the adventure of coming around a corner and being amazed with something unexpected.  And while canyon exploring tops my list, some canyons are more memorable.  Those are the ones where the skies disappear and I might have to take off the pack and step sideways for a moment or two.  At that point, it’s hard not to feel enveloped in the land.  Sometimes it’s challenging to find an angle to photograph these spots, because there’s no moving around for a better angle, and looking up just yields a washed out image.  Whether it’s a slot canyon or just another thin slit in the earth’s crust, sunlight rarely penetrates to the bottom.  If it does, the contrast is too much, so the best light is often reflected sunlight.

Here are some of my favorite places to become enveloped:

Top:  small side canyon in Zion National Park, Utah

Second:  Antelope Canyon, near Page, Arizona

Third:  Cathedral Gorge State Park, Nevada

Fourth:  unnamed canyon in Navajo Indian Reservation, Arizona

Slot Canyon-Steve Bruno

Cathedral Gorge-Steve Bruno

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In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Enveloped.”

One Word Photo Challenge: Cloudy

In response to Jennifer Nichole Wells One Word Photo Challenge

The desert southwest receives abundant sunshine, which is not appreciated by most landscape photographers.  Clouds make the difference in transforming a sterile looking landscape into one full of life.  Whether it’s subtle wisps just filtering out the harshness, or full blown thunderstorms as dramatic elements, the timing and placement of clouds can make or break the shot.  The featured image, above, was taken at the Gila River, west of Phoenix, Arizona.  The photos below are from Red Rock Canyon, Nevada.

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Sunday Stills, the next challenge: Pointy Things

night cactus

The desert is full of pointy things, so a good flashlight is essential when exploring at night.  Some desert plants bloom at night, such as this fruit chain cholla cactus, which is also called the jumping cholla.  While they don’t actually jump, they broken pods on the ground just need the slightest touch to attach themselves to you.  These broken chameleonlike pods, now dead and dehydrated, blend in effortlessly to the rocky ground.  Loose cactus pods don’t usually venture too far from the living plant, so avoiding them isn’t too challenging.  Rattlesnakes and scorpions like to come out at night, too.  Did I mention you want a good flashlight…..better yet, two?

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