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Foggy Riverwalk

This is a foggy morning at The Riverwalk in Bradenton Florida. Ninety-nine point nine nine percent of the time it’s sunny and warm here, but you know me, I have to get “the shot”, the epic event, the perfect photo. Yes, those feelings of grandeur and more flooded my mind when the weatherman forecasted fog. Fog? In Florida? Say it aint so. Yeah, well… In any case, it doesn’t take a lot to get me excited, just give me a little weather and watch me go, must be amusing to watch. These poor souls where simply walking or biking to work when some crazed photographer showed up with a tripod to capture the moment. I’m sure they’re still wonder about it. But I got the shot so I’m happy.

This is a foggy morning at The Riverwalk in Bradenton Florida. Ninety-nine point nine nine percent of the time it's sunny and warm here, but you know me, I have to get

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Underworld

I took this of the DuSable Bridge a few weeks ago in Chicago. The subterranean street levels are only a few feet down but worlds away in their appearance and feel. Undoubtably these have inspired writers, artist and uh, …photographers. For whatever reason there were few cars going in this direction which allowed me to stand in the middle of the street to compose the shot. I kept glancing over my shoulder as I have a tendency to get engrossed when shooting which can be a little hazardous when standing in the middle of a dark street. Probably not very smart either.

I took this of the DuSable Bridge a few weeks ago in Chicago. The subterranean street levels are only a few feet down but worlds away in their appearance and feel. Undoubtably these have inspired writers, artist and uh, ...photographers. For whatever reason there were few cars going in this direction which allowed me to stand in the middle of the street to compose the shot. I kept glancing over my shoulder as I have a tendency to get engrossed when shooting which can be a little hazardous when standing in the middle of a dark street. Probably not very smart either.

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Friday Night

I took this picture one evening as I watched the Pelicans fly by Robinson Preserve in Bradenton Florida. What impressed me was that all the Pelicans seemed to be going in the same direction. As a rule, creatures in the wild are fairly smart, more so than I give them credit for. After quite few flew by my lens, I theorized they must be going somewhere specific. Maybe this is the appointed time that fishing boats come in, or maybe they just have a favorite place to sleep for the evening. Whatever the case they all seemed to have the same appointment in their calendars. After I took this picture I followed their lead and headed home for an appointment to eat supper and call it a day. Great minds think alike.

I took this picture one evening as I watched the Pelicans fly by Robinson Preserve in Bradenton Florida. What impressed me was that all the Pelicans seemed to be going in the same direction. As a rule, creatures in the wild are fairly smart, more so than I give them credit for. After quite few flew by my lens, I theorized they must be going somewhere specific. Maybe this is the appointed time that fishing boats come in, or maybe they just have a favorite place to sleep for the evening. Whatever the case they all seemed to have the same appointment in their calendars. After I took this picture I followed their lead and headed home for an appointment to eat supper and call it a day. Great minds think alike.

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Traffic Jam

The interstate near my home was recently shutdown and traffic got routed through the city streets. While this created a nightmare for drivers, it presented an opportunity for me to capture the cars moving over the bridge during rush hour. Unbeknownst to the drivers, there was another traffic jam of sorts as all of the seagulls clamored for front row seats to the spectacle and/or good spot to spend the night. I’m not sure which is more disturbing, the traffic jam or the fact that I managed to relate it to a flock of seagulls.

The interstate near my home was recently shutdown and traffic got routed through the city streets. While this created a nightmare for drivers, it presented an opportunity for me to capture the cars moving over the bridge during rush hour. Unbeknownst to the drivers, there was another traffic jam of sorts as all of the seagulls clamored for front row seats to the spectacle and/or good spot to spend the night. I'm not sure which is more disturbing, the traffic jam or the fact that I managed to relate it to a flock of seagulls.

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Christ Church Cathedral

Surrounded by tall buildings on all sides is Vancouver’s Christ Church Cathedral. I’ve been meaning to go inside capture the interior one day, but this section caught my attention late one evening while walking back to my hotel. Vancouver is a harmonious mix of the old and new. Now, as it’s Sunday, I better get off to church.

Surrounded by tall buildings on all sides is Vancouver's Christ Church Cathedral. I've been meaning to go inside capture the interior one day, but this section caught my attention late one evening while walking back to my hotel. Vancouver is a harmonious mix of the old and new. Now, as it's Sunday, I better get off to church.

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Cactus Club Cafe

If ever there was a monopoly on chic, it’s Cactus Club Cafe in Vancouver. There are several around the city in only the coolest locations. I’ve eaten at about three of them including this one. The food is phenomenal and the cocktails are so cool they don’t need ice. When you eat there you end up watching everyone else as everyone else is watching everyone else. Many many years ago someone once told me I look like Bono of U2. I don’t really, I just have that same little cleft on my chin. So anyway, I really do owe it to his fans to show up at this restaurant with some oversized sun glasses. I just need to work a little on that Irish accent and before you know it I’ll be watching myself on TMZ.

If ever there was a monopoly on chic, it's Cactus Club Cafe in Vancouver. There are several around the city in only the coolest locations. I've eaten at about three of them including this one. The food is phenomenal and the cocktails are so cool they don't need ice. When you eat there you end up watching everyone else as everyone else is watching everyone else. Many many years ago someone once told me I look like Bono of U2. I don't really, I just have that same little cleft on my chin. So anyway, I really do owe it to his fans to show up at this restaurant with some oversized sun glasses. I just need to work a little on that Irish accent and before you know it I'll be watching myself on TMZ.

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Robinson Preserve Dusk

Robinson Preserve is in Bradenton Florida and serves as a sanctuary for all manner of migratory birds and waterfowl, not to mention eagles, osprey and all manner of critters. I like taking photos at dusk however the park closes at 6:00pm this time of year and they insist you get out. That gives me about 20 minutes after sunset to get my butt out of the park, which at over 600 acres is easier said than done when on foot. So I strap on my camera, lenses and tripod, ride my bike to a spot, shoot a scene (like this), quickly ride back, throw everything in the back of the minivan and drive out just as the electric gates are closing. I’m a little crazy, I know. Also, the critters know very well when it’s closing time because as I ride back to my car I hear them all coming out and scampering about their evening routines. I get the sense that as soon as the last human leaves it’s one big critter party until the first light of day. Just one more thing I’ll never really know for sure.

This is a view of Robinson Preserve at dusk. Robinson Preserve is in Bradenton Florida and serves as a sanctuary for all manner of migratory birds and waterfowl, not to mention eagles, osprey and all manner of critters. I like taking photos at dusk however the park closes at 6:00pm this time of year and they insist you get out. That gives me about 20 minutes after sunset to get my butt out of the park, which at over 600 acres is easier said than done when on foot. So I strap on my camera, lenses and tripod, ride my bike to a spot, shoot a scene (like this), quickly ride back, throw everything in the back of the minivan and drive out just as the electric gates are closing. I'm a little crazy, I know. Also, the critters know very well when it's closing time because as I ride back to my car I hear them all coming out and scampering about their evening routines. I get the sense that as soon as the last human leaves it's one big critter party until the first light of day. Just one more thing I'll never really know for sure.

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Palmetto Pier at Night

This is the Palmetto Fishing Pier. It’s actually an old bridge that crosses the Manatee River but now only goes halfway. Not only is it a good place to fish, it’s a fun place to visit as it goes out about a half mile or more from the north shore. In the evening you have the lights of two towns on either side as it’s filled with joggers and walkers. This is another one of my favorite places to walk my two little four leggeds as they sniff every little thing the whole length of the pier.

This is the Palmetto Fishing Pier. It's actually an old bridge that crosses the Manatee River but now only goes halfway. Not only is it a good place to fish, it's a fun place to visit as it goes out about a half mile or more from the north shore. In the evening you have the lights of two towns on either side as it's filled with joggers and walkers out for some exercise. This is another one of my favorite places to walk my two little four leggeds as they sniff every little thing the whole length of the pier.

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Dusk Under the Ringling

I have a disproportionate number of photos of the Ringling Bridge in Sarasota Florida, after all it’s an area icon and I just can’t resist. This was the last shot one evening a few weeks back. On this evening I was in “the zone” and just did’t want to stop and had to mentally slap myself to break the spell. Nothing wrong with enjoying photography, it’s just that I was on the hook to bring home take out. Nonetheless, on any given evening this pier is filled with local fishermen, tourist out for an evening stroll and sometimes the occasional photographer fighting against the clock.

I have a disproportionate number of photos of the Ringling Bridge in Sarasota Florida, after all it's an area icon and I just can't resist. This was the last shot one evening a few weeks back. On this evening I was in

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