King of the County BBQ Contest. Annual festival in Martinez, a summer tradition. Some serious BBQ pit masters at this event. These 2 gents built their own smoker. The smell of cherry wood filled the air as they showed me their prized ribs.
Strange landscapes along the bay. You don’t have to travel to Mono Lake to see weird scenes from another world. Along the SF Bay trail from Don Edwards to Alviso, there’s unique views, especially early morning when the tide is low and textures exposed. Best explored on a bike to cover more ground.
Easter sunday at Glacier Point, relaxing in the balmy weather (before last evenings rain which meant 12” of snow, and now the road is now closed). The view was pure drama, one of a kind, Yosemite.
SFSP #2. San Francisco Street Photography. Feasting on the sites and sounds, every morning before work a short photo walk-about.
SFSP #1. San Francisco Street Photography #1. Water. Unlike energy, it’s not renewable. You either have it or not. And without it, there is no life. Water is everything.
Color of Peace. Giant Peace sculpture at the Oakland Museum, sitting on top of the scenic patio, overlooking Lake Merritt. An intense blue sky that day, and with yellow, a Pete Turner-like photo op.
Scary Trees. My annual fall color road trip to the East Sierra’s brought the unexpected. First, the government shutdown meant 120 Tioga Pass through Yosemite was empty, and driving without any traffic at all on this pass was erie. Second, the Rim Fire added a burning smell soon after Groveland, and huge areas of earth lay scorched, some patches still smoldering. Without any traffic, I parked on the side of the road and wandered in silence through a burnt forest. This must have been a fiery hell.
First morning of Autumn. And the new Bay Bridge glows and reflects on the bay. The crisp clear air before daybreak is invigorating. As I shot this 3 minute exposure, a skunk wanders by on the rocks near waters edge. More at http://www.flickr.com/photos/99501200@N03/sets/72157635651628304/
The Los Vaqueros Watershed. And what vibrant colors during high-noon. This is a reservoir for water storage for drought or emergencies (for about a half million people), and an area of protected open spaces and recreation. Only a handful of fishermen and women were on the south east shore, and hiking north it was erie, even in broad daylight. The rattlesnake and mountain lion warning signs didn’t help, and that caused me to take it slow with my Keene sandals thru the brush to get some shoreline photos. On the north side entrance from Brentwood is the dam, but uninspiring. On the south entrance just north of Livermore, there are isolated, beautiful compositions of single, decomposing trees, textures, color and contrast. The marina btw, is immaculate, with BBQ stations and beautiful drought-tolerant landscaping. A nice unexpected find. I just wished the marina store had some ice cold beer!
Prelude to Daylight. This summer’s trip to Florence and other small hill towns in Tuscany and Umbria provided a special challenge: record heat. Most days were in the upper 90’s, with 4 days in a row at 102 in Florence. To beat the heat (and the crowds), I woke at 4:30 each morning, and began to wander the alleys, streets, and piazza’s in the dark at 5AM. I was surprised to be the only one out, even in a large city like Florence. The air was cooler but still t-shirt comfortable. I call this series Prelude to Daylight. By 7AM it was over–the sun was up, and people began to emerge into the streets. Then it became street photography time, photographing people during the hot afternoon hours, but looking forward to the next mornings shoot. As a side note, on this trip I left my DSLR’s at home, and only used my small Fuji X100 and XE-1.