Monday, March 24, 2014
Here’s another one I had lying around – sunrise on Mt. Wilson last summer. This was taken from Mountain Village, outside of Telluride, CO. I don’t like that you can see roads and stuff in the picture, but whatever, I’m not going to take them out.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Today’s picture goes back to that big long drive I took a little while ago in search of northern lights. As you may remember, I never did find any, but I still had a nice drive. And I took a couple reasonable interesting pictures. Such as this one. I found this shot while driving through some ranch lands in sort of the central part of Washington state, somewhat close (45 mins away?) to the Grand Coulee Dam. Nice views, stuff that you normally don’t see, especially if you’re the kind of person that a) lives in the city and b) rarely gets up before 9am. So, it was a nice experience for me.
I think I mentioned this before, but I was pretty shocked at how early I started seeing the sky light up. In fact, when I finally got out of the canyon I was using to cut northeast on my drive, and I saw just a little bit of glow on the horizon, I briefly mistook it for the northern lights I was looking for. At the time, it was just past 3 am. This picture in particular was I believe taken just after 4 am. I mean, sure, I’m pretty far north, and we get a lot of daylight around this time of year. But still, 4 am?! Wacky. Anyway, there it is.
Notes: Canon EOS Rebel T1i, Canon 55-250mm IS lens. 1/2s, f/8.0, ISO 100. Focal length: 131mm.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Happy Monday everyone. Today’s picture is from the trip I took (with my buddy Mark and his buddy John) out to Cascade Pass in North Cascades National Park earlier this summer. We hiked over the pass, then down into the Stehekin Valley on the other side. This was the view at sunrise from near the campground. Not a bad sight to wake up to. The Stehekin Valley heads down from the Cascade crest to, not surprisingly, Stehekin, which is a little town-if-you-can-call-it-that at the far end of Lake Chelan. I don’t want to go too far into the details here, but Lake Chelan is a super long lake (60 miles or something, but that could be way off) on the east side of the Cascades. Stehekin is at the far western corner, and is only accessible by foot, by boat, or by float plane. I have personally never been there, but it’s apparently about a 30 mile hike or something from there to the Cascade Pass trailhead. There are people who live there and everything, and I’m sure they’re friendly. My understanding is that there was a road that went there (via something near Cascade Pass) until some point in the mid-term past – 15 or 20 years ago probably. I’m totally making up these details now, but I suppose the road washed out or something and the decision was made to not repair it. Such things happen all the time here in the Pacific Northwest, so I feel safe enough assuming that’s the story.
On our little weekend trip, for some reason I had my ISO set on 400 for almost the entire time. I’m not really sure why. I do know, however, that I can’t blame it on a mistake of any sort. (As in, “holy crap! I just realized I had my ISO set on 400 this whole time! Dang!”) I definitely remember going over my camera settings multiple times and saying “ISO 400? Sure, that’s fine.” Why would I go ahead and say 400 was fine, even on a bright sunny day?? Now we’re talking Columbo-caliber mystery. Something in the water, perhaps. Regardless, based on that faulty decision, most of the pictures I have from the weekend are, as one would expect, somewhat noisy. Granted, it’s MUCH less of an issue than had I brought my older camera (the Canon EOS Rebel XT). The T1i definitely made that a lot less painful than it would have been otherwise. But, pair that with the fact that I was using a lens that I have since decided is total crap (my Tamron 28-300), and it follows logically that I’m fairly dissatisfied with my pictures from the trip. Sure, I got a good one here and there, but overall the quality is quite disappointing. Sigh. This picture in particular might have actually been at ISO 800 or perhaps higher. I don’t remember offhand. I could check, but I won’t. But it was a low-light situation, being sunrise and all, so that may have been enough to convince me to go even higher than the 400 that I decided was appropriate in general. The world will never know. Fortunately, the world will almost certainly also never care.
Now, on to other, more mundane topics. I noticed that *not a single one of you* voted for my blog on that sleazeball awards website that I pointed you all to on Friday! Actually, that’s not quite true. That sentence should really read: “I noticed that *a single one of you* voted for my blog…”. But the idea is basically the same. So, please do so now, I’d appreciate it a whole bunch. Go here, sign up for an account, verify your email address, and vote Picture-of-the-day.com into award-winning-obscurity! http://bloggerschoiceawards.com/blogs/show/80957
Notes: Canon EOS Rebel T1i, Tamron 28-300 mm lens. 1/250s, f/7.1, ISO 400. Focal length: 28mm.
May 21, 2009.
So far, I’ve been trying to only post pictures that I haven’t already posted somewhere else on my profile. But.. whatever.
You’ve probably seen a picture from this viewpoint before, ESPECIALLY if you’ve ever looked at a Colorado calendar, or anything like that. In some ways, this is *the* representative Colorado view. I’ve seen it everywhere from postcards to grocery store discount cards. It’s f’ing everywhere.
This is a view of the Maroon Bells, looking over Maroon Lake. The viewpoint is near Aspen, about 20 minutes outside of town. In summer months, it’s pretty popular, to the point that after a certain time, they won’t even allow you to drive in anymore, instead they run busses from about 10 minutes down the road. Pretty wild.
I’ve actually visited this spot twoce, once was quite awhile ago when I was on a 3 week roadtrip through Montana, Colorado, and points in between. On that trip, I didn’t have a set itinerary, and ended up in Aspen for a night totally on a whim. I didn’t have a hotel lined up, so instead I just parked at the viewpoint and slept in my car. I woke up at sunrise, and shortly after, the sun was shining right up the valley, which let me get some nice pics of the reflection in the lake and such.
This time (2006), Julie and I had flown down to Colorado just for a long weekend, to drive around in the hills a bit to see the aspens. Since we had pretty limited time, we actually did plan out our route, which included a night in Aspen, this time staying in an honest-to-god hotel, with walls and a toilet and everything. Remembering my luck last time with the sunrise pics, I decided to do that again. So I woke up at around 5am, and headed over. Julie of course gave the response you’d expect from a wife who has been asked if she wants to wake up before dawn and sit there for a couple hours while you take pictures, so she stayed in the hotel and slept in.
Unfortunately, this was a very different time of year (last time was at the beginning of summer, this one was solidly into the fall), and therefore, the sun followed a much different path across the sky. So, instead of shining straight up the valley, illuminating the scene within an hour or two of coming over the horizon, it was rising behind one of the high ridges, which meant that Maroon Lake was in the shade until about 4 hours after sunrise. So, I got a few pictures like this one soon after the sun started rising, then I sat there and waited.. And waited… And waited… Eventually, I was able to get the pictures I wanted though, perhaps I’ll include one from later that morning in the picture of the day sometime next week. I ended up rolling back into the hotel at around 11:30 am, about 5 hours after I’d left, and about 3 hours later than I told Julie I’d be back.
Of course, there was no cell phone coverage in the valley, and besides that fact, Julie’s phone was dead and I didn’t know the number to the hotel, so when I came back several hours later than I said I would, Julie was understandably concerned. But, as it turns out, all is fair in love, war, and photography. To make it up to her, I actually came back to this spot later that afternoon, and brought her with me. By then they had closed the road, so the only way in was to ride the shuttle, but that’s fine. It’s really interesting to see though how the quality of the light and the general feeling of the scene changed throughout the day. I’ll show you some of the other pics if you’d like. One interesting difference: The air tends to be perfectly still in the early morning and late afternoon, which allows you to get these perfect reflections. During most of the day, there are almost always little breezes that keep the surface unsettled. And that held true today as well, right as I was leaving in the morning, the wind was starting to pick up a bit, so the reflections disappeared.
Okay, that’s enough text for today.
Map for this one: http://tinyurl.com/p8yon7
Notes: Canon EOS Rebel XT, 18-55 mm kit lens. 1/500s, f/4.0, ISO 400. Focal length: 28mm.