Regardless of the effort, the time spent on backcountry trails is worth it. The trails show the passage of thousands of pairs of boots over the years. It connects you with unknown hikers of the past. The best is hiking trails that you have visited before and have become close friends.
Over the last 35 years I have gone on a hike into the Olympic Mountains with my friend Jeff nearly every year. It is getting harder for both of us, though… as time catches up with us. We did a shorter hike this year, both in days and mileage, but enjoyed it immensely. I cut enough weight out of my pack … the white one in the image … that I decided to take a heavier camera than my point and shoot. The image quality was well worth it.
This is at the ferry dock at Fulford Harbor, Salt Spring Island, B.C. The boy was practicing some chords, but was not an accomplished player. It was still pleasant (and better than I would have been able to remember).
I don’t often do “street photography” … but this image in downtown Port Townsend was compelling. The empty table and chairs with the couple at the picnic table, and the clouds were a nice touch.
I invite you to visit my website to view my photos in a gallery format. I also have some photo essays of hiking in Olympic National Park and some examples of other art I have done over the years. Thank you.
We were just about to head off for a couple days camping and hiking in the Queets River area in Olympic National Park. I had just loaded a roll of film into my Mamiya C33 Twin Lens camera and took this shot.
It took me a while to take the rest of the roll … for one thing, that camera makes my Nikon DSLR seem lightweight. It’s a brick.
I was walking around Capitol Lake and saw this young girl throwing handfuls of dirt from the walking/running path into the lake. The wind would pick up the dust and swirl it around in a nice pattern. She was doing it again and again… and it reminded me how much I enjoyed doing that as a child. As an adult, I have often rolled rocks down hillsides in the mountains (when I knew it was safe) … and have also spent a lot of time throwing big rocks into lakes … especially from high altitudes. The splash is wonderful … and the sound is always a little different. The simple joys.