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Japan hadn’t been on my bucket list ever since I became too old to cross country ski. When younger I wanted to ski inn to inn through the Japanese Alps as they have connecting trails where you can ski from one village to another. I wish I hadn’t wasted so much of my youth on frivolity, and so little on substantive travel. Is frivolity the wrong word for child rearing?
Many years ago I had experienced a premature midlife crisis and acted on it. I dropped everything I was doing and packed up my Swiss cheese business plan for shooting and selling landscape, lifestyle, and wildlife photography, and moved to Jackson Hole Wyoming. Five years later I was questioning my decision.
For obvious reasons, today the main source of revenue for Cinque Terre is tourism. A testimony to the strength of centuries-old tradition, fishing, wine and olive oil production continue. Adding to its charm is the lack of visible corporate development.
Because of their embarrassment of natural riches, the Dolomites became a World Heritage Site in 2009. The Dolomites have always had a huge imprint on those who admired them for the first time, and it is not a secret that they are acclaimed by many as the most beautiful mountains on earth.
After a two hour crash, I awoke in a panic knowing afternoon light of this exotic local was slipping by uncaptured. I retrieved my Fiat from the parking garage malaise and headed west into the marvelous antiquity that surrounded me.
I use Aperture by Apple to color correct all my images and to organize them as well. Aperture is a great database program that can help you put your files where you want them and help you find them, when you need them.
This book is for all visitors with a desire to seek out wildlife, photograph the landscape, or merely learn about the history, geology, and lay of the land of Grand Teton National Park.
Out of a chasm between Mt. Teewinot and Mt. St. John once flowed a large glacier that ceased to exist after the Pinedale Glaciation during the last years of the Pleistocene epoch, which ended about 11,700 years ago. Upon the demise of the glacier its legacy is Jenny Lake and upstream to Cascade Canyon.
Dana was scared of grizzlies and voiced her concerns, I quickly allayed her trepidation and she was game to follow.
I cast a fly upon the waters of the South Fork and in no time at all had a writhing, two-pound rainbow tail dancing across an eddy as the fish tried for the fast water a short distance away. Ah, ha! I had heard the South Fork was a better fishery than the upper Snake, but had never bothered to try it. Now I was hooked.
While living in Lake Tahoe in August 1986, I read in Outdoor Photographer Magazine a feature about Fred Joy and his gallery. As with all featured artists Outdoor Photographer profiled the highlights of Fred’s portfolio and Fred’s stunning imagery of the Grand Tetons spilled out all over several pages
Whenever I surprise a mule deer doe or fawn, and alarmingly their heads pop out of the forage like a jack-in-the-box, appearing as though they just got out of the beauty parlor, their oversized, ever alert, ears reaching for the sky, their eyes wide and big as saucers they always demonstrate why “doe-eyed” has become a cliché for beautiful, innocent eyes.
I momentarily gave pause to think of what a bad dad I was for suspending common to endeavor a nonessential photo excursion when the weatherman and the Department of Transportation, both were telling everyone to stay home. I really had no time to fret over it much, or the roads would close, and my long weekend would be spent at home.
Yep, we’ve all been there “Post Processing Hell”. We get home from a great day of photography, never has trip into the field ever been so good. Then it’s over, into the cave we go.
Luck favors the prepared mind, as does serendipity. Webster’s definition-Serendipity – an apparent aptitude for making fortunate discoveries accidentally. Audacious, is the photographer who chooses to make his living stalking serendipity from one location to another then back again hoping to capture light as it has never been captured before or tougher yet as they may have captured it in the past.
In the mountains of the Greater Yellowstone Ecosystem of northwest Wyoming there is a special valley resplendent with alpine amenities, wide-open spaces, vast forest wilderness, surrounded by towering peaks, and populated with more creatures than you can imagine.
Access to Yellowstone in winter is the problem, it has become illegal to take a private snowmobile into Yellowstone and very few of us have snow coaches of our own or are capable of marathon ski expeditions to access Yellowstone’s winter wonders, but it is not as inaccessible as many think.
A photographer’s day starts before the sun so an hour before dawn I found myself at a vantage point to shoot the stars above Chief Mountain, a revered spot of the Blackfeet Indians. A stunning sunrise was sure in the making because of the wispy cirrus clouds that were sure to capture pinks and oranges of the approaching dawn.
Shooting on the manual mode setting isn’t as hard as most people think because they haven’t given it any thought. Today’s DSLRs have opened the door to shortcuts, I love shortcuts!
As winter settles in on the Greater Yellowstone Region, the snowbirds fly south either by wing or by motor coach. Those of us that are more grounded either by work, will, finance, perverse adrenalin addictions or a slavish dedication to the four seasons settle in and prepare for the curses and blessings of winter.
When you put a 500mm lens on a Canon EOS 7D (1.6 crop factor) you do not get a 811mm lens – it is still a 500mm lens. The focal length; hence, the magnification of a photographic lens is fixed by its optical construction, and does not change with the format of the sensor that is put behind it.
Well, time to get out of here! I grabbed my tripod and purposefully started walking backwards. When being approached by carnivores it is important not to look alarmed and running is suicide
Cleaved from the heart of the Colorado Plateau the powers that be have hewn some of nature’s best artistry from ancient sandstone then someone named it Zion. Zion National Park oozes the type of beauty that stops us in our tracks, gaping in awe.