Distant Mountains
From my viewpoint on the edge of the eastern Sierra the distant mountains were invisible---hidden in a dense swirl of fog and cloud. I waited a while. For an instant…
From my viewpoint on the edge of the eastern Sierra the distant mountains were invisible---hidden in a dense swirl of fog and cloud. I waited a while. For an instant…
Ladyboot Arch, photo by Harold Davis. View this image larger. This is an image of Ladyboot Arch, named for perhaps obvious reasons, shot in the Alabama Hills on the last…
On a balmy autumn night in early November I treated myself to a good dinner at the Yosemite Lodge restaurant. Then I headed out into the Yosemite Valley night with…
This is a sequence of four capures made looking east from the Alabama Hills towards the Panamint Range and Death Valley, combined into a single HDR shot. Exposure data: 17mm,…
At the end of a remote valley in the northwest corner of Death Valley you'll find the Eureka Dunes. At close to 700 feet tall, these are probably the tallest…
View this image larger. This is a two minute exposure by bright moonlight diffused through a layer of clouds taken at Pfeiffer Beach in Big Sur, California. For this image…
This is a view of downtown San Francisco across the Marin Headlands from West Point Inn on the slopes of Mount Tamalpais. I shot the photo in 2010, late in…
The sun was battling the fog, with the line of the coast the demilitarized zone. First the fog bank standing out to sea would ride in, covering the shore. Then…
Things are looking up. Last week I took a break from assignments and book deadlines and embarked on an ambitious program to revitalize my website. The main point was to…
From the wide summit above the Barcroft Research Station, at about 13,200 feet, the workshop photographed sunset. The view was spectacular, stretching west to the Sierra crest, east to the…
Lembert Dome lies in the upper reaches of Yosemite National Park, California, at the eastern edge of the Tuolumne Meadows. As I trudged up the trail to the top of…
Gradually I became aware of light, so much light that it woke me because I thought it was dawn. Actually, the crescent moon was rising above the trees. I knew…
This is my favorite tree in the Patriarch Grove of Bristlecone Pines. Even when we pretend neutrality (as with our kids) the truth is that we likely have our favorites.…
The Bristlecone Pines were in their youth when Odysseus plowed the Aegean in search of a way home to his Ithaca. These trees were already ancient when Julius Caesar crossed…
I spent last week leading a night photography workshop high in the White Mountains on the California-Nevada border. This eastern California desert mountain range is home to the ancient Bristlecone…
Towards dusk, on the slow 20%-grade slopes up the Sonora Pass road on the Eastern slope of the Sierras, I passed this grove of Aspens. There was something about the…
Leaving Berkeley in mid-afternoon, I grabbed a quick bite in Mariposa and made it up to Glacier Point just after sunset. There was still some light to see what I…
As Phyllis finishes up the page layouts for Photographing Flowers, I've been spending a great deal of time with Katie Rose. Our nanny is on vacation, the boys are in…