Yes I know it’s been awhile. Things got a little crazy in the office so I haven’t had much of a chance to update this pitiful blog of mine. Real Life really tends to get in the way of photography. So on our trip to Tahoe, we went down to King’s Beach and there were these rock arrangements (if you could call them that) strewn around in random places. I thought they added a whimsical touch to the place and served as a nice focal point to the beautiful Tahoe springtime scenery.
There was a bird feeder out on the balcony which always provided some nice early morning entertainment from the springtime visitors. I didn’t have many choices for setting up my camera so I just waited with my 80-200 f2.8 and shot this wide open at 200mm which comes out to 300mm on my DX Nikon. These guys were a bit jittery and get startled easily by the usual noises from an occupied household. They would always came back though after a while and try their luck at the feeder. Maybe someone could tell me what species of bird this is?
While we were at Lake Tahoe, we spent some time just walking around King’s Beach which was a 15 to 20 minute drive from where we were staying. Out of curiosity, we dropped into this mysterious hole-in-the-wall store which advertised palm readings and crystals among other things along with the usual knickknacks and souvenir items. There were several of these small figurines which got my attention. They seemed to be made of ceramic or resin and were unlike any design I’ve seen before. My daughter wasn’t interested in them so I just took some pictures.
Back home, we don’t get to see trees of this size this very often. Thanks to illegal logging, poaching and just plain greed, sometimes you don’t see any trees at all period. I get that we need wood to make our lives better but why the hell can’t people replant trees or space out their harvest?
As we were making our way down to Eagle Falls, I came across this huge tree by the trail. Looking up, I saw this scene and just had to stop to shoot this guy in all his majesty. Some parts of the trunk were torn away and it certainly looked old and ancient in all its glory.
Okay so it’s a postcard-y type of shot. So-so lighting and not much drama. But this was one of the last views I had of this magnificent place before I had to drive back to the Northern side. I parked the van up on the roadside parking and had to make my way down this rock-faced incline. Visions were popping into my head of tomorrow’s local papers headlined “Dumb-ass Tourist Laden With Camera Gear Falls To His Death At Eagle Falls”. But fortunately, that event was reserved for some other schmuck on some other day.
That’s how I would describe this scene. Absolute stillness. Everything was so calm and serene and I had it all to myself. Not a soul around. No vehicles or man-made sounds interrupting my morning reverie and was totally deserving of one of those moments when I thanked the Big Guy up there for allowing me this blessing. I have so many images from this scene to remind me of this place but this is the one I like most because of the trees.
The only island found on Lake Tahoe, Fanette Island lies in Emerald Bay and serves as a nice counterpoint to the scenery below. The whole area was so peaceful and calm on that early morning with no wind at all. I had the place all to myself the entire time I was there and the whole effort of rising at about 3:00 AM just to catch this moment was all worth it. I did have a hell of a time trying to stay awake while driving back to San Francisco later in the day.
This was one of those morning shoots I will never forget. We were at Lake Tahoe and did a hike at Emerald Bay which in itself was a memorable affair. As we were leaving the parking lot, I checked my bearings and it dawned on me that this would be a perfect place for a sunrise shoot. We were leaving the next day for our trip back to San Francisco so I decided to go back the next morning all by my lonesome to catch the sunrise. We were staying at a house on the North shore of Tahoe and Emerald Bay is on the opposite end of the lake. It’s about an hour away so I got up at 3 AM and made my way down. It was a beautiful morning and one of those “I could die right here…” moments.
As you make your way around Muir Woods National Monument, you’ll see pieces of fallen timber set aside yet strategically placed to depict the beautiful patterns in the grain of these ancient redwoods. Even in death these trees serve to remind us of the wonders of Mother Nature and the grandeur of the forest.