On a recent trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains I was able to enjoy the darkening sky with family. It was cool but not cold; still too early in the year for the mosquitos but warm enough to sit outside and enjoy the evening for a while.
Sometimes, when I’m able to get to the river at dawn, I’m rewarded with the simple pleasure of watching the river awaken.
Looking over the gunwale of my canoe I’m struck by the peace, quiet and stillness of the scene. My paddle, the clouds, trees and even power lines are all clearly visible in the slow, calm water just inches below me. Continue reading “A Simple Gift Over The Gunwale”
My daughter wanted to use her iPhone lens attachments at Butchart Gardens in Victoria, British Columbia. While she was finding the right one to use she asked me to hold this one. Continue reading “Through The Lens”
During my Rivanna River float, earlier this summer, my Pentax went for an unexpected swim. Clearly not what any nature photographer wants to happen but things don’t always go as planned. Thankfully I saw the camera fall into the river and pulled it out before it had time to sink too far below the surface. For the rest of the trip I was left shooting with my iPhone and had the camera out in the sun to dry. Continue reading “Butterfly On The Camera”
Most of the Rivanna River is like this. It’s a fairly slow, shallow river. The bottom alternates between sandy and rocky portions without much mud or silt so the water is very clear. There aren’t many people on the river particularly during the week. Continue reading “Solitude On The Rivanna”
A Great Blue Heron was flying up the Rivanna River as friends and I were floating the down it. Continue reading “Watching Over The River”
I found this can on a recent trip to the Rivanna River. My friends and I were trying to recall when beverage cans replaced pull-top tabs, like this one, with pop-top tabs. To the best of our recollection these cans were out of circulation by the early 1980’s. That would make this can roughly 30 – 35 years old! What’s even stranger is last year on the same river I found other pull-top cans. Continue reading “Dispose Of Properly”