Spring in Northern California

My wife, brother, sister-in-law and I took a trip to the Eastern Sierra and the desert of the Great Basin.  I remember a trip to Yosemite and down Rte. 395 seeing the snow capped Sierra for the first time.  It was an incredible experience.  In the intervening years we have experienced drought.  The snow left the mountains early causing the rivers to slow early.  The beauty is always there but, it’s not as spectacular as when we get lots of snow and rain.  This year we got a respite from the drought so the drive down 395 regained much of its splendor.   We were treated to scenes from romantic westerns; large mountain valleys, ringed with high snowcapped peaks, cattle grazing on lush green grass.   I felt like I should be on a horse with Hoss and Little Joe.  The rivers were running hard, churning white water that glistened in the sun.  At Yosemite, the waterfalls thundered.

As we travel south on Rte. 395 we reach a point where the terrain transitions from mountain valleys to the valleys of the high desert.  The grass goes away and is replaced by gnarled shrub.  Even the vegetation along the rivers is stunted.  With this year’s rain and snow, the area took on a different look.  The wildflower blooms in Bodie were near their end but, stalks retained their spring green, creating a strong contrast against the brown buildings and deep blue sky.

Outhouse on a Hill
Outhouse on a Hill, Bodie, CA, MAY 2016

Mono Lake had a hue of emerald green instead of aqua.  The lake color, along with the spring greens of its vegetation gave the tufa a softer, cooler gray color and gave a green cast to the air.  The winds were very strong that day.  They created white caps along with waves that crashed against the tufa and broke along the shore.

Mono Lake on a Windy Spring Day
Mono Lake, South Tufa Reserve, May 2016

The strong winds followed us to the Ancient Bristlecone Pine Forest where we had planned an early morning hike along the Methuselah Trail.  We had to cancel the hike because the wind chill was really bad.  We hiked the shorter Discovery Trail instead.  The trail was clear but snow patches dotted the adjacent hillsides.  The sun peeked through openings in the overcast sky highlighting the sculptural bristlecones and the mountains in the distance.

Bristlecone Pine
Schullman Grove, Ancient Bristlecone Pine Forest, MAY 2016

From the bristlecones, we made our way to Death Valley.  Spring was in the desert air also.  Wildflowers of yellow and white were in bloom along the road.  The Joshua Trees were budding but not quite ready to open.  Even the cholla cactus was putting on its spring display.

My brother and sister-in-law were taken aback by Death Valley.  Like me, they were raised in the eastern US.  We saw deserts only in movies.  They were areas where sand dunes stretched from horizon to horizon; a place where people rode camels and hung out at an oasis with palm trees.  Instead, Death Valley is a typical valley in the basin and range ecosystem.  It is long and narrow and ringed with high mountains.  It’s hard, gray-brown soil is dotted with gnarled vegetation and rocks that washed down from the mountainsides during storms.  But even it was showing signs of spring.  Some of the normally dry playas contained water.  Tiny wildflowers, mostly yellow, were in bloom.  We hiked back Golden Canyon and we watched a sunrise at Zabriske Point.  The strongly eroded mountainsides, painted by mineral deposits are always a treat to see especially under the golden sunlight of a sunrise from Zabriske.

Side Canyon
Golden Canyon, Death Valley National Park, May 2016

We continued our journey to Lone Pine, CA.  Along the way, we chuckled at 2 coyotes working the tourists at a pull-off in Panamint Valley –  Will pose of food.

The Alabama Hills are located near Lone Pine.  They are oddly eroded, twisted rocks, at the base of Mt Whitney.  They were used as the set for many Hollywood productions of western and other adventure movies.  Those of us who were fans of Roy Rogers, Gene Autrey, Hopalong Cassidy and the other cowboy protagonists of our childhood would find those hills familiar.  Lone Pine also houses the Lone Pine Film History Museum.  It holds memorabilia from movies produced in that area.  It was fun to see the fancy saddles and guns, stagecoaches and even some monsters and space aliens.  It was fun to reminisce also.

The final part of this journey took us to Yosemite.  Our plans were to go across Tioga Pass but a snowfall the night before closed it.  We had to detour.  The detour took us on Rte. 88 from Sorenson’s to Jackson; a stretch we’ve never driven.  It was a beautiful drive over granite balds, along steep sided canyons and past mountain lakes.  We found a new place to explore for photo opportunities.

Yosemite is at its most beautiful in the spring.  Waterfalls thundered, the Merced River churned white water, ephemeral waterfalls were still flowing.  We were only able to visit the valley.  Even Glacier Point was closed due to “impending storm”.  But wondering through the valley is a joy.  The immense scale, with waterfalls crashing over sheer granite cliffs towering 3,000 feet and more above your head, drive home the power and awesomeness of nature’s forces and God’s creativity.  I am always awe-struck by its beauty.  It never gets tiring.

Bridal Veil Falls
Bridal Veil Falls, Yosemite National Park, May 2016

 

I hope my images and words give you a sense of spring in Northern California.  Stay tuned for Part 2 of our adventure.

 

Regards,

 

Larry

Five Days Rafting on the Grand Canyon

Ancient Walls - Perspective 1
I had an amazing experience; five days rafting through the Grand Canyon on the Colorado River. Many thanks to Gary Hart (http://www.garyhartphotography.com/), who organized the trip, and to Western River Outfitters (http://www.westernriver.com/), who conducted it.  Their professionalism, efficiency, and energy made the trip great fun, great adventure, and an unforgettable experience. 

The trip began with a flight over the Colorado Plateau to Marble Canyon, AZ where we packed up and entered the river at a spot called Lee’s Ferry.  We traveled 180 miles through Marble Canyon and the Grand Canyon.  At Whitmore Wash we were helicoptered out to Bar 10 ranch then back to Las Vegas by small plane.  After spending time on the river, the return flight gave me an opportunity to connect some dots: I could see the relief of the canyon and view the beds of the feeder rivers as they travelled to the slot canyons and into the Colorado.   We travelled on motorized rafts that were 5 heavy duty vinyl pontoons lashed together with ropes.  Each of the pontoons was about 25 feet long and 3 feet in diameter.  Our food, camping gear, and personal items were piled on, covered, and tied down on 2 platforms lashed to the pontoons.   We camped on sandbars along the river; some under the stars, others in tents.   

My first impression took me back to adventure stories where a team of intrepid explorers entered an unknown and unexplored area looking for the fabled lost city and its people.  The narrow gorge through weathered, high walled canyons, felt imposing.  The patterns on the rock reminded me of ancient statuary that weathered away.  It left me wondering where the door to the ancient city, the one that is only revealed at sunset on the summer solstice, is located. 

The geology was fascinating.  Over the course of our trip, our elevation changed by 1,700 feet.  When we entered Marble Canyon, we were between walls of the red-orange limestone layer that forms the roof top of the canyons.  As we travelled through the canyon, progressively deeper layers were exposed until we came to the basement layer of granite which underlies the canyon.  At places, nearly 2 billion years of earth’s history lay exposed for us to see.   

To top off all of this beauty we even got to have fun running the rapids.  There were many rapids.  Most of them were small ripples.  Two of them were really wild rides.  Several more were big enough to be exciting.  As we approached the rapids, you could see choppy white water ahead.  The swells that had already broken smoothed out to a jello-like surface and reflected gold on top of the green river.  As the driver turned the raft into the swells the swells would lift the raft and drop it down or the raft would nose dive and dig into the swell.  Sometimes a wave would hit from the side.  Regardless, water sprayed up, soaking us.  As we held on, braving the bucking and twisting, we laughed like little kids.  I was anxious about this part of the trip, not really knowing what to expect.  Having done it, I wouldn’t trade the experience. 

Visiting the rim or flying over the canyon will give you an appreciation of its magnificence.   But running the river brings it up close and personal.  Look up and see cliff walls rising thousands of feet or see the layers set back, one upon the other, rising into the sky.  Look at the walls and see swirls of fossilized sand dunes or rock walls that look like layers of stacked stone; some horizontal, some tilted at an angle.  Vegetation invaded the weathered red-orange limestone giving the appearance of terraced gardens.  In other places cacti and brush dotted hillsides of black and brown in no particular pattern.  Still other areas were painted in earth tones of tan, brown, pink and green.  We hiked back slot canyons to see running streams and waterfalls that have carved the sidewalls and brought debris to the canyon floor.  We were even lucky enough to see some of the wildlife that inhabits the canyon: condors flying high above, big horn sheep climbing canyon walls, swallows swooping over the rapids to catch bugs and even a heron.  I have difficulty finding words to describe how it felt to be among those ancient walls.  Walls that were created by the deposition of silt and the remains of creatures at the bottom of a great sea, uplifted when plates of the earth’s crust crashed into each other and finally sculpted by the forces of wind and rain into the natural wonder that was presented to me each day of the trip.  Wonder and awe aren’t expressive enough.   

I hope the images I’ve included give you sense of what I felt as I traveled through the natural wonder that is the Grand Canyon. 

Regards,

Larry

(Note: Click on images to see enlarged)

 

Ancient Walls - Perspective 2

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Grand Canyon - Perspective 1

Grand Canyon - Perspective 2

Deer Creek Falls - Perspective 1
Deer Creek Falls – Perspective 1

Deer Creek Falls - Perspective 2

Barrel Cactus Dotting the Hillside

A Special Treat

Kanab Creek

Havasu Canyon

 

 

A Spring Morning on the Cosumnes River

Cosumnes RIver, North Fork
A Spring Morning on the Cosumnes River – Perspective 1 Bucks Bar Road, Somerset, CA

My wife, my mother and I decided to visit Daffodil Hill, a beautiful spring attraction in Amador County, CA.  After the visit, we decided to wander some of the lesser traveled roads in rural El Dorado and Placer counties; an area where my wife spent a lot of time during her childhood.  As we wandered, we crossed a small bridge spanning the North Fork of the Cosumnes River.  The Cosumnes is a 52 mile long river starting as 3 forks in the Sierra Nevada, eventually merging with other rivers and flowing into the San Francisco Bay by way of the Sacramento/San Juaquin delta.  We were somewhere along the North Fork near Somerset, CA.  The recent rain and snow, brought on by the El Nino, has given us a brief respite from the years of drought.   The river was flowing rapidly through this shallow gorge.  The morning sun filtered through the forest, highlighting the bright spring green of life reawakening.

I hope you enjoy these 2 perspectives of this beautiful canyon.

Cosumnes RIver, North Fork
A Spring Morning on the Cosumnes River – Perspective 2

These and other imageas are available to purchase on my website: http://www.earthwatcher.us or by contacting larry.klink@earthwatcher.us.

Regards,

Larry

 

A Visit to San Diego Zoo Safari Park

With an impending trip to Kruger National Park in South Africa, this year is shaping up to be a year where I concentrate on wildlife.  My love has always been more intimate landscapes, so I truly enjoy the opportunities to shoot wildlife in the context of a landscape.  Last weekend, I had the opportunity to visit the San Diego Zoo Safari Park, an 1,800 acre wildlife sanctuary that displays animals in large open enclosures where they can roam and exercise.  Though the animals are the highlight, it is landscaped beautifully and is well worth a visit.  I hope to get back sometime and spend more time photographing both the landscapes and the wildlife.

On this visit, it was overcast and rainy.  Even so, the wildlife was out and active.  I hope you enjoy these images from my visit.

Larger images of these and other wildlife can be seen at my Birds, Wildlife and Insects gallery on my website: http://www.earthwatcher.us.

 

 

 

Wildlife in Carson Valley, NV

Long Eared Owl
Long Eared Owl, Washoe Lake State Park, NV, FEB 2016

This past weekend, a few of my friends and I did a wildlife shoot in Carson Valley, near Minden, NV.  Our guide was John Humphrey, a local wildlife photographer (www.akawolf.com).  He provided us with access to private lands that we would not have had access to ourselves.  It was a beautiful morning and we got plenty of interesting opportunities to shoot.  Hope you enjoy these images.

Great Horned Owl

 

Bald Eagles in Nesting Tree
Bald Eagles and Nest, Minden, MV FEB 2016
Great Horned Owl
Great Horned Owl, Minden, NV FEB 2016
WIld Horse
Part of a Band of Wild Horses, Minden, NV FEB 2016
Great Horned Owl Chasing a Magpie
Great Horned Owl Chasing Magpie, Minden, MV FEB 2016
WIld Horses
Part of a Band of Wild Horses, Minden, NV FEB 2016
WIld Horses
Part of a Band of Wild Horses, Minden, NV FEB 2016
Wild Colt Nursing
Nursing Colt, Part of a Band of Wild Horses, Minden, NV FEB 2016

 

Birds

I am not typically a bird photographer.  When I do shoot birds, I try to take them in the context of their environment, trying to answer the questions: this is who I am and this is how I survive.  Living in the Sacramento, CA area affords me the opportunity to shoot migrating winter birds but, I find I really like to go back to the usual suspects – herons, egrets, Canada geese and mallards, hawks.  Learning about them, observing their behavior gives me a lot of pleasure.

The last week or so, I’ve had the added pleasure of trying out my new Fujinon 100-400mm F4.5-5.6 lens and 1.4X Tele-converter.  Its a great lens but its been more than a year since I shot with a long lens so, I made a few depth of field mistakes.  Oh well, I guess I just need to go out and shoot more.

Anyway, here are a few images I shot.  I hope you enjoy them.

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Great Egret
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Canada Goose
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Snowy Egret
Mountain Plover - Winter Plummage
Mountain Plover
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Red Shouldered Hawk
Bald Eagle
Bald Eagle
Snowy Egret
Snowy Egret