After six years of me living within the close proximity of Seattle Christmas Tree Lighting, I and Danielle finally made up our minds (after adequate dosage of caffeine acquired previously in the morning from a Starbucks) to drive down to the city. It has been a pleasant early winter weather in Seattle this year, it has been dry and relatively warmer outside, especially warm today (or I should say yesterday by Pacific time) evening. Local musician Austin Jenckes opened with an unplugged cover of ‘Simple Man’. The fireworks was a surprise and I was a little sad to have left the tripod in the car.
The first formal photographs taken with my new lens. These streets and playground are otherwise filled with shoppers and kids, during the regular business hours.
I have not been using the 70mm-300mm long lens for a long while, not entirely due to the fact that I find it hard to shoot with steady hand and with high magnification the chance of getting a ‘motion blur’ increases exponentially. Carrying around a long and heavy lens, especially when you re traveling light is more of a hassle than worth the photographs for a person like me, who rarely shoot sport and wildlife.
We were waiting for the sunset by the Pacifica pier, when I caught sight of a lone surfer in the cold Pacific waters, about a hundred feet from the pier. The tide was receding. Therefore, the waves were getting taller, as we approached dusk. With every wave that he rode, he was getting better at standing up on his surf board, so before I locked my camera settings for the sunset, I quickly pulled out the mighty 70mm-300mm telescope and took a few photographs of this surfer.
What do you do when you have an hour to sundown and you are only an hour away from the Pacific coast? There is no right or wrong answer, but if you are not having a glass of nice whiskey waiting for you in the hotel lounge or if you are slowly creeping towards an eminent heart attack due to lack of regular sleep cycle and dietary routine, you would want to take any measure to not miss that sun go down over the beautiful watery horizon.
These two photographs were taken in one such in-the-moment trip to Pescadero, CA, I would like to drive back here again.
Pescadero in Spanish means ‘fisherman’.
For a change, we took Hwy 410 (North Entrance) into Mt. Rainier NP. Within a span of about three hours of drive, we saw hale storm, torrential rain, bright and warm sun and fog, on our way to the Alpine meadows.
As I walked around these houses, the loose wooden planks and damaged roof whistled and rattled with the wind, creating an impression that there is someone lurking behind the dark windows, watching.
The camping season has officially begun in North America, with the mountain passes being plowed/cleared off for driving, the wet northwest weather giving way to much drier days. We marked the beginning of 2013′s outdoor activity season by 3-day camping on Vancouver Island, B.C.
I walked towards the Hall of Horrors near Sheep Pass, near sunset on a clear winter evening, when I started photographing a few Yucca Palm trees (or more commonly known as the Joshua Tree) around the area. The desert green of the needle-like leaves bore an evenly distributed contrast and luminosity with the violet-orange cloudless sky, I realized instantaneously that I should discard the idea of walking further into the rocks and spend the rest of the sunlit hours capturing these magnificent trees in photographs.