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Banff Walking Bridge

Last summer I went to Banff in Alberta and captured this walking bridge over the Bow River. Recently I got back from New Zealand. Now I'm conflicted as to which one I liked best. That's impossible to answer so let's just fuhgeddaboudit. But if there was another place on earth as beautiful and either of those I'm not sure what I'd do. That's the problem with being a photographer. Good problem to have I suppose. And I have a sneaking suspicion there could be other surprises in store, ...like maybe Iceland? One day. Nothing wrong with dreaming.

Last summer I went to Banff in Alberta and captured this walking bridge over the Bow River. Recently I got back from New Zealand. Now I’m conflicted as to which one I liked best. That’s impossible to answer so let’s just fuhgeddaboudit. But if there was another place on earth as beautiful and either of those I’m not sure what I’d do. That’s the problem with being a photographer. Good problem to have I suppose. And I have a sneaking suspicion there could be other surprises in store, …like maybe Iceland? One day. Nothing wrong with dreaming.

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Low Frequency Waves

Last week in Vancouver I stopped at Ambleside Park on my way back to the hotel. It was late but I couldn't pass up an opportunity to get the full moon behind the bridge. I climbed down a rock and concrete barrier in total darkness to get my camera down close to the still waters of the bay. I started shooting and saw a ship approach the bridge. Perfect; a bridge, a moon, a ship; elements for a composition. From the ship's bow I couldn't tell how big it was as it slowly approached head on, then it turned slightly to head out to sea. It went under the bridge and I began to see it's profile, much bigger than I thought. As it came alongside I realized it was some type of a super-massive cargo ship, maybe seven hundred feet or longer. I watched in stunned awe as it passed slowly in the night with the low sound of the engines, hardly breaking a wake. Hardly. About a minute later the glassy still water started to move and large low frequency waves began to wash on shore. In effect a mini tsunami. The sound of the wave breaking along the entire length of the shore broke the silence as I grabbed my tripod and jumped for higher ground. Let's just say I was a little lucky. Perhaps there was no harm, but I left there a little shaken from the ordeal and wondering if I had let my enthusiasm overpower my better judgement.
Last week in Vancouver I stopped at Ambleside Park on my way back to the hotel. It was late but I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to get the full moon behind the bridge. I climbed down a rock and concrete barrier in total darkness to get my camera down close to the still waters of the bay. I started shooting and saw a ship approach the bridge. Perfect; a bridge, a moon, a ship; elements for a composition. From the ship’s bow I couldn’t tell how big it was as it slowly approached head on, then it turned slightly to head out to sea. It went under the bridge and I began to see it’s profile, much bigger than I thought. As it came alongside I realized it was some type of a super-massive cargo ship, maybe seven hundred feet or longer. I watched in stunned awe as it passed slowly in the night with the low sound of the engines, hardly breaking a wake. Hardly. About a minute later the glassy still water started to move and large low frequency waves began to wash on shore. In effect a mini tsunami. The sound of the wave breaking along the entire length of the shore broke the silence as I grabbed my tripod and jumped for higher ground. Let’s just say I was a little lucky. Perhaps there was no harm, but I left there a little shaken from the ordeal and wondering if I had let my enthusiasm overpower my better judgement.

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Cypress Point

A friend of mine suggested Cypress Point as a possible place to get a good view of the city. He passed me a link that listed it as one of Vancouver's

A friend of mine suggested Cypress Point as a possible place to get a good view of the city. He passed me a link that listed it as one of Vancouver’s “free” attractions. Bingo, I’m sold. So anyway, I looked it up on Google maps and headed on my way, the second exit on the highway, no problem. Somehow I ended up in a residential neighborhood and all over hell’s half acre for a half an hour before I found myself back where I started. I got back on the highway and “three” stops later I found the right exit. Sheesh. This is Cypress Point which overlooks Vancouver and the Lions Gate Bridge. Worth the drive, just remember, the third exit.

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Golden Gate

Last night we had an overnight layover in San Francisco on our way back from New Zealand. So being fairly jet lagged we did the only sensible thing, rent a car and go driving up the coast. That was a lot of fun but towards the end we got pretty tired and hungry and so headed for Fishermen's Wharf. I figured I'd take the last exit before the bridge but as luck would have it the exit was closed and we crossed into Marine County. So in effect this wasn't planned, it just kind of worked out that way.

Last night we had an overnight layover in San Francisco on our way back from New Zealand. So being fairly jet lagged we did the only sensible thing, rent a car and go driving up the coast. That was a lot of fun but towards the end we got pretty tired and hungry and so headed for Fishermen’s Wharf. I figured I’d take the last exit before the bridge but as luck would have it the exit was closed and we crossed into Marine County. So in effect this wasn’t planned, it just kind of worked out that way.

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Sarasota Ringling Bridge

Happy hump day everyone, I thought I'd show a bridge to get us through Wednesday. A lot of images come to mind when I think of Sarasota, but the most iconic is this bridge of which I've take dozens of shots and I'll probably take dozens more. To me the atmosphere here is unique and unlike any place else. This is the Ringling Bridge, Harts Landing bait shop and of course the warm waters of the Gulf of Mexico. There's a lot more to Sarasota that I'll be getting to little by little, one day at a time. Hang in there people, we're halfway there, Friday is just around the corner.

Happy hump day everyone, I thought I’d show a bridge to get us through Wednesday. A lot of images come to mind when I think of Sarasota, but the most iconic is this bridge of which I’ve take dozens of shots and I’ll probably take dozens more. To me the atmosphere here is unique and unlike any place else. This is the Ringling Bridge, Harts Landing bait shop and of course the warm waters of the Gulf of Mexico. There’s a lot more to Sarasota that I’ll be getting to little by little, one day at a time. Hang in there people, we’re halfway there, Friday is just around the corner.

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Vancouver Energy

By the time I came to this bridge I'd already been out for several hours and I was a little hungry. That was soon forgot when I saw activity on this bridge and ended up staying here for another hour or so. Cambie Bridge, especially at night, is a fun place for capturing the energy of Vancouver. Energy I needed as I skipped supper and fed my appetite for images. Okay, that was lame, and lord knows I could skip a meal or two.

By the time I came to this bridge I’d already been out for several hours and I was a little hungry. That was soon forgot when I saw activity on this bridge and ended up staying here for another hour or so. Cambie Bridge, especially at night, is a fun place for capturing the energy of Vancouver. Energy I needed as I skipped supper and fed my appetite for images. Okay, that was lame, and lord knows I could skip a meal or two.

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Crossing the Bridge

I've mentioned this before but bridges are a favorite subject of mine, especially at night. I took a bunch of shots on this bridge a couple of weeks ago. Here is one of some people walking across the Cambie Street Bridge in Vancouver. Unlike a lot of US cities, Vancouver is relatively safe and as a result people are always out walking at night. Coming from the states I find that very refreshing.

I’ve mentioned this before but bridges are a favorite subject of mine, especially at night. I took a bunch of shots on this bridge a couple of weeks ago. Here is one of some people walking across the Cambie Street Bridge in Vancouver. Unlike a lot of US cities, Vancouver is relatively safe and as a result people are always out walking at night. Coming from the states I find that very refreshing.

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Night Patrol

I shot this last week while walking across the Cambie Bridge to my hotel in Vancouver. Reminded of a ride-along I did not too long ago in my home town. I was amazed at how much goes on when the rest of us are asleep, and I live in a small town. In any case, I didn't even know I captured this until I looked the next day. Nonetheless, it's nice to know that all the things that happen while we sleep are looked after by these men and women in blue. God speed.

I shot this last week while walking across the Cambie Bridge to my hotel in Vancouver. Reminded of a ride-along I did not too long ago in my home town. I was amazed at how much goes on when the rest of us are asleep, and I live in a small town. In any case, I didn’t even know I captured this until I looked the next day. Nonetheless, it’s nice to know that all the things that happen while we sleep are looked after by these men and women in blue. God speed to you.

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From Here On

So I think its normal when you look at a photo to imagine yourself in the scene. I do that all the time and I think its what creates longing. While this isn't a particular warm picture, it does make me want to follow the tracks into the fog. Something about tracks. When I was a child I used to dream about tracks, the dreams were kind of weird, I can't explain them, but somehow, skipping all the middle pieces I ended up somewhere. Maybe in some vague way, this reminds me of that, a magical journey along the tracks. I'll just need to sleep on it.

So I think its normal when you look at a photo to imagine yourself in the scene. I do that all the time and I think its what creates longing. While this isn’t a particular warm picture, it does make me want to follow the tracks into the fog. Something about tracks. When I was a child I used to dream about tracks, the dreams were kind of weird, I can’t explain them, but somehow, skipping all the middle pieces I ended up somewhere. Maybe in some vague way, this reminds me of that, a magical journey along the tracks. I’ll just need to sleep on it.

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Florida Draw Bridge

Of all the subjects I like shoot in in my home town, bridges are my favorite. This is one of two draw bridges to Anna Maria Island. Most bridges in the area are draw bridges and whenever I approach one in my car I secretly wish that the sirens would sound and I'd have to stop and wait. There's no better place to be stuck in traffic than on a draw bridge in Florida. Turn off the engine, roll down the windows, and watch the boats floating by. Real stressful.

Of all the subjects I like shoot in in my home town, bridges are my favorite. This is one of two draw bridges to Anna Maria Island. Most bridges in the area are draw bridges and whenever I approach one in my car I secretly wish that the sirens would sound and I’d have to stop and wait. There’s no better place to be stuck in traffic than on a draw bridge in Florida. Turn off the engine, roll down the windows, and watch the boats floating by. Real stressful.

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