Tuesday dawned way, way muggy at Tanglewood Park. A light, pillowy layer of fog was rising from the moment I left the front door and I had a sneaking suspicion it might yield an interesting shot or two.
If you’ve taken a shot you really liked lately, post a link in the comments so the rest of us can check it out.
It’s presumed there’s safety in numbers on a hike. But the tragedy at Yosemite last week demonstrates that there can be danger in numbers, too. While every additional hiker on an outing improves the chances that bears and mountain lions…
Back when I was first getting into hiking, I figured it couldn’t hurt to pay a little extra for Gore-Tex or eVent in my footwear. These so-called waterproof-breathable fabrics worked well enough under mild duty — quick strolls across dewy…
Tanglewood is the park near our place. Lately I’ve been challenging myself to find interesting snapshots there — I feel like this one qualifies. One frustration out outdoor photography on this side of the U.S. is we never get that sublime blue sky of the West that is so perfect it even looks great in black and white. We get a lot of haze and a lot days where the sky just isn’t much help.
However, I’m finding that the early morning sun gives the haze a certain shimmer it never has the rest of day. So, better pictures.
Got any tips for shooting a sunrise? Share with the class, please.
An old Latin saying — solvitur ambulando — means “it is solved by walking.” The phrase captures one of the immutable charms of hiking: it makes it easier for the brain to work things out. I can’t count the number…
As a follow-up to yesterday’s post on hiking in the heat, how about y’all passing along where you’d hike this weekend if it were up to you. And consider this a challenge to all you lurkers in RSS feed land…
A waterfall is simply a river pouring over a cliff and smashing onto the rocks below. The awesome spectacle blinds mere humans to the reality that a waterfall can kill with the efficiency of a white shark and the caprice…
I’ve come home drenched from my last half-dozen hikes, and it’s only getting hotter with the Dog Days of August just around the bend, so I might as well revisit the sweaty realities of summer on the trail. Jeff at…
We instinctively think hiking happens in the outdoors, but on this morning’s hike it occurred to me that the experience is actually happening indoors: inside our consciousness. Everything that happens to us on a hike reflects our ability to perceive…
