And Walkin’

A bit less activity here as Goddess and I are preparing for our long walk.  This week the majority of our preparation has consisted of running errands in town, all on foot.  While Ashland is a fun town, the roadside just doesn’t grab me in ways that I’d want to share photographically with you.

Today we skipped out of town a bit and headed to nearby Roxy Ann Peak, which overlooks Medford.  It was cloudy, it was rainy, it was fun.  But the pics didn’t turn out the way I’d be happy with sharing.  Goddess and I had quite a few laughs as we took a long shortcut down one of the side trails.  It was so slickery that it took longer than had we stuck to the road.  Not to mention the muddy pants and hands.

I won’t mention who had the most and worst slips out of the two of us.


So here’s a flashback to a bit over a year ago, up on the backside of Mount Ashland.

Still Walkin’

Siskiyou Gap, about 2/3 of the way to the goal next year.

Goddess wasn’t there, but Skinny was.

That guy.  He makes me smile.  Every day.  And he will on this trail as we carry him along every step of the way.

A bit of perspective – Siskiyou Gap is mile 1,709.6 of 2,650 on the PCT.

Just for grins, there’s a link in this post that reaches back more than a few years.  An earlier period of my life.  Not a different person, just a different focus.  For those of you new here, it’s a bit of insight to the insanity that has been this ride.

Hold on.

Sunrise Teaser

Such a tease.

It was good 10 minutes prior, underwhelming 5 minutes prior, then completely underwhelming 5 minutes later at sunrise.

This was the best it got.

Still not shabby.

A completely different view of the sunrise at Crater Lake than I’ve ever taken in.  I’ve always been on the opposite rim, northeast to southeast.  The goal has always been to get the sunlight on the rim walls, which makes it magical.  I had a hunch about this sunrise, taken from this angle, hoping that I’d get a good red glow under the clouds of the storm moving in from the west.

Well, a hunch and the reality of a time crunch, since I had to meet people down off the rim just 39 minutes after sunrise.

Hints.  Teases.  But that’s all.

Still not shabby.

Sunrise Tease

Then just 45 minutes later, I was meeting a film crew.  After that we spent the next five hours filming what will probably be a total of 7 minutes of screen time on an upcoming TV show for the Travel Channel.

They were interested in seeing how we used century old 2-person crosscut saws to clear fallen trees from trails, with Crater Lake as a backdrop.  I was interested in seeing how they used their Epic RED cameras and kit to create shows.

A fair trade.

And all parties agreed, a day with this as our office is a great day indeed.


Just 24 hours later, this view would have been completely shrouded in the clouds that the storm brought in.  Based on the webcam views just off and a bit below the rim to the south, this view would have been completely covered in several inches of snow.  The first of the year, a promise of a good winter.


Just for fun and spatial awareness, this viewpoint is exactly between the two peaks that the moon set between during last week’s lunar eclipse.  From this angle, Watchman Peak is to my right (south), while  Hillman Peak is to my left (north).  The spot where I took the image of that moonset is directly across the lake, at frame center, below the summit of Mount Scott.

Hopefully the early mornings have been as good to you.

Twisted Crater Lake Overlook

I have found a few images featuring this tree, so once I figured out where it was, I wanted to get some shots with it.

Little did I know how popular it would be with photographers.

Even on an off-season Monday evening.

Good thing we got there early.

Twisted Crater Lake Overlook


I Guess I Should Pay a Bit More Attention

Apparently my post on Friday, American History, was my 700th post here.

And a few weeks ago, on July 12, 2014, it was the eighth anniversary of my first post of putting words and pictures here.


Here’s the very first picture that I posted here, a detail of a monk’s office table in a Buddhist Temple in Tokyo.  The visit was arranged by some very good friends of ours whose uncle was the head monk at the temple.  Before taking over the temple from his father, he was a professional fashion photographer.

A great host that provided an opportunity filled with experiences that we still talk about.


Some of you have been reading these posts from the very beginning, others are newly arrived.

Thank you to all of you for the comments, the encouragement and the support.

American History

A surprise in the lower level of the Smithsonian American Art Museum.  A gorgeous 1965 Ford Mustang.

Truly a piece of art.

Gorgeous lines.

1965 Ford Mustang, Smithsonian American Art Museum

It’s a Saturday in summer, so that means plenty of car shows.

Get out and enjoy some art!

Standing Watch

I do enjoy this angle whenever I’m in a situation where an official or honor guard is in place.

Standing Watch

Tomb of the Unknown, Arlington National Cemetery.

Compare to this one, taken a few years ago at the Horse Guard Headquarters in London, England:

At the Ready

As images go, I have a preference.

Which is yours?

Lincoln Sitting

As I alluded to in the last post about being somewhat near the Smoky Mountains, Goddess and I spent the better part of the last two weeks in the sweltering heat and humidity of Virginia and Washington, D.C.

It really isn’t the heat, it really is the humidity.

Which is a large part of why we live out on this side of the country.

It was a great visit, full of family and friends.  Plus, Goddess had never been to D.C., so we did a bit of sightseeing too.

This is my favorite angle to view the Lincoln Memorial.  Long-time readers might remember this night shot from January 2011, which was a similar view, but closer.

Lincoln Sitting

We’re back home now.  It’s till hot, pushing close to 100°F (38°C), but at only 15% humidity, it’s quit bearable.

Even in these temperatures, we were able to get in quite a few rousing games of bike polo this evening.

Something I wouldn’t even dream of doing in the humidity out east.

Rainy Praha

Still keeping with the landscape theme, although this is more of a cityscape.  But the shapes and textures appeal to me just as if it were a mountain range or fields.

Rainy Praha

Downtown Prague, Czech Republic; April 11, 2010.



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Darkroom View

A place where I know that I’ll always feel at home.

Even though it’s half a world away.

Darkroom View

I absolutely love the work that comes out of the room that provided this view.

Lots of nuggets here.

How many can you find?


Goddess, Skinny and I took a nice break today, exploring back and side roads in the national forest just outside of town.  The weather cooperated nicely, being a relatively balmy 52ºF (+11ºC) and cloudy here in town, rapidly changing to 35ºF (+2ºC) and neurotic mix of rain, snow grains, snow, ice pellets and snow grains throughout the day as we climbed a few thousand feet and spent the day there.

It really couldn’t have been better, although some of the back roads really weren’t ready to be driven on.  We’ll go back later in the year when it’s drier.

Moving from spot to spot, I always had an eye out for anything that caught my eye.

This did.

Goddess did not see it, but sure felt the seat belt doing its job as I tested the brakes, found a spot to turn around, zipped back down the road and turned around again, pulling up right in front of this recently felled tree.

“This looks fun!” I exclaimed.  I think I heard a curse word, although in my mind it was agreement.

A nice light snow falling, a spongy mat of soaked pine needles and complete quiet.



Approaching the tree, I couldn’t help but think of pictures from the TV show “Game of Thrones“.  We’ve never watched the show, but the way the branches splayed out from the felled trunk sure looked like the blades from that throne.

I did try to figure out why the tree was cut down.  I’m not an arborist, so I couldn’t see any easily identifiable reason to cut it down.  But I do know that the forest service here is very methodical about where and why they cut down trees, so there must have been a good reason.

And for my selfish reasons, I’m glad they did.

By my count, this tree lived about 160 years.  That’s 16 decades of feast, drought, disease, and fire.

Getting through all of that is a good life by any measure.

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