Posts tagged ‘Photos of the Northwest’
From Mount Bachelor (barely visible by the way), to the Fall River, to the outskirts of sage country, dad and I surely know how to make the rounds.
There were also few bald bachelors (bald eagles, and not all that far from Mount Bachelor), who also caught the attention of our inquiring eyes.
Hope you enjoy.
Beau and I carved our names on this bench back when we were like 15. No joke. We were freezing to death, with a light snow falling all over and around us, I remember shivering nonstop. We were waiting for his parents to pick us up. One of our many trips to the Fall River, and by the end of the day all we could think about was food, primarily barbecued ribs. Remember that Beau? Kasey’s Texas Style Barbecue. “Just call me Teddy.”
Sisters to the McKenzie Pass, back to Sisters, over to Tumalo, then back to Sisters. Around and around, through the woods, up and over the pass…twice…we would go.
Not many photos, but it was a good time.
If you ever get the chance, especially in late October, hit up the McKenzie Pass Byway. Drops at an incredible pace, but the scenery is awesome. Hues of orange, and with the right sunlight, the canopies above seem on fire.
Another account of another excursion in the back lands of Oregon. And a detailed commentary, because it’s gotta be told.
Looks like a slow moving stream, where you’d expect trout sipping on midges at a leisurely pace. Not so. It’s just, well, stagnant water that’s probably infested with more mosquito larva than you could ever imagine. The adults? They’d just love to pay you a visit.
You know what, this photo reminds me of something you’d see from the 50’s. Like a 50’s photo. It appears saturated because of how the skies were rolling and living. The barren land, and then there would have to be a Coca Cola ad. That, my friend, would make it official.
If you look carefully, you’ll see my dad up on the top. He was waving. I had to use my 18000mm lens. I was in Keizer, on top of the tower behind my place, when I took this. It’s a special lens, donated by NASA.
Caterpillars viewpoint. “I can make it, I can do this. I gotta keep at it,” and he crawls and inches towards the canopy which appears on fire, where hues capture the suns rays and toss them into a sea of embers, diamond embers that roll and spin with each breeze. “I can make it, I can do this. Oh sh-,” and a pileated woodpecker glides by. “That was close. That was almost the end. That was too close. I hate this job.”
I like taking photos, great pics, with the sun pointing right at me. I love looking at the sun with my lens. My dad does it with his 500mm, and I do it with my 200mm and my wide angle. Wide angle, it just isn’t the same. A telephoto will perform wonders to your retina.