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Rod and Reel Sunrise

I took this shot at sunrise quite a few months ago not knowing that shortly after there would be a fire here. This is the Rod and Reel which is at the end of it’s own pier on Anna Maria Island in Florida. There is no question they have the best Grouper sandwiches around, not to mention the best scenery. It’s currently being rebuilt and I think they’re getting close to re-opening. I for one have been in Rod and Reel withdrawals and can’t wait to get back here for an afternoon of just kicking back to the best Florida has to offer.

I took this shot at sunrise quite a few months ago not knowing that shortly after there would be a fire here. This is the Rod and Reel which is at the end of it's own pier on Anna Maria Island in Florida. There is no question they have the best Grouper sandwiches around, not to mention the best scenery. It's currently being rebuilt and I think they're getting close to re-opening. I for one have been in Rod and Reel withdrawals and can't wait to get back here for an afternoon of just kicking back to the best Florida has to offer.

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English Bay Dusk

Back, way back, way way way back in summer I captured this from Vanier Park in Vancouver one evening. I just love how long the days are in summer up north. Right now it’s the opposite. Basically you get about twenty six minutes of sunlight a day, and that’s only a slight exaggeration, if you live there you’re nodding your head now. But in summer the days are long and people are like bears out of hibernation, constantly outside on the hunt and soaking up every ray of light. If my memory serves me, I captured this around eight or nine at night. You would think being outside so much you’d get a little tired but it’s just the opposite, at least for me. But now, with so little sunlight it seems I get tired faster. Maybe I have some bear in my blood.

Back, way back, way way way back in summer I captured this from Vanier Park in Vancouver one evening. I just love how long the days are in summer up north. Right now it's the opposite. Basically you get about twenty six minutes of sunlight a day, and that's only a slight exaggeration, if you live there you're nodding your head now. But in summer the days are long and people are like bears out of hibernation, constantly outside on the hunt and soaking up every ray of light. If my memory serves me, I captured this around eight or nine at night. You would think being outside so much you'd get a little tired but it's just the opposite, at least for me. But now, with so little sunlight it seems I get tired faster. Maybe I have some bear in my blood.

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Real White Sand

I shot this just two nights ago near the appropriately named Sunset Park along Bradenton Beach in Florida. Unlike the white sand blowing in snow squalls up north, this is the real stuff. I love taking pictures of sunset at Bradenton Beach, each time I go there I seem to find a new section that I’ve never noticed before. And of course no two sunsets are the same. Head down here around sunset on any given day and folks have their lawn chairs out waiting, as if for the final act. I’m always busy taking pictures, one of these days I’ll try putting down the camera and just watching it myself. Or not.

I shot this just two nights ago near the appropriately named Sunset Park along Bradenton Beach in Florida. Unlike the white sand blowing in snow squalls up north, this is the real stuff. I love taking pictures of sunset at Bradenton Beach, each time I go there I seem to find a new section that I've never noticed before. And of course no two sunsets are the same. Head down here around sunset on any given day and folks have their lawn chairs out waiting, as if for the final act. I'm always busy taking pictures, one of these days I'll try putting down the camera and just watching it myself. Or not.

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Sailboat Sunrise

A couple friends of mine packed up their belongings, bought a sailboat and moved to Tahiti. That sounds lovely doesn’t it? These boats however are closer to my home in Florida, this is Sarasota at sunrise. As I took this I wondered what it would be like to wake up to the rocking of the boat. Not something I know from experience, but my guess is I’d probably sleep in a little longer as I was rocked by the gentle motion of the waves. I would imagine that’s just what the inhabitants of these boats where doing as this land lubber sat onshore with a camera wondering what it would be like.

A couple friends of mine packed up their belongings, bought a sailboat and moved to Tahiti. That sounds lovely doesn't it? These boats however are closer to my home in Florida, this is Sarasota at sunrise. As I took this I wondered what it would be like to wake up to the rocking of the boat. Not something I know from experience, but my guess is I'd probably sleep in a little longer as I was rocked by the gentle motion of the waves. I would imagine that's just what the inhabitants of these boats where doing as this land lubber sat onshore with a camera wondering what it would be like.

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Passing Train at Dawn

Last summer I took a rail trip through the Canadian Rockies. It was nothing short of spectacular and a great way to travel, I highly recommend it. As we travelled through the night I kept waking up every hour or so, I was too excited to sleep and didn’t want to miss a thing. I think it was around four or five in the morning that dawn started to break and as it did I grabbed my camera to capture the rich colors as they broke over a valley. This is the shot of that dawn and, just by chance, another train going in the opposite direction. More proof that half of photography is just showing up, or in my case, waking up.

Last summer I took a rail trip through the Canadian Rockies. It was nothing short of spectacular and a great way to travel, I highly recommend it. As we travelled through the night I kept waking up every hour or so, I was too excited to sleep and didn't want to miss a thing. I think it was around four or five in the morning that dawn started to break and as it did I grabbed my camera to capture the rich colors as they broke over the valley. This is the shot of that dawn and, just by chance, another train going in the opposite direction. More proof that half of photography is just showing up, or in my case, waking up.

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After the Storm

This summer I was in Banff Alberta and captured this shot over the Bow River one morning. About a month before we arrived this river overflowed it’s banks and the town (not to mention others downstream including Calgary) was virtually shutdown as the residents and business owners worked to cleanup, restore power and prepare for the summer tourist season. The early morning calm and stillness of this scene belies the catastrophe and Herculean efforts that proceeded, and when we arrived it was as beautiful as you see here with no signs of what just happened a few weeks before.

This summer I was in Banff Alberta and captured this shot over the Bow River one morning. About a month before we arrived this river overflowed it's banks and the town (not to mention others downstream including Calgary) was virtually shutdown as the residents and business owners worked to cleanup, restore power and prepare for the summer tourist season. The early morning calm and stillness of this scene belies the catastrophe and Herculean efforts that proceeded, and when we arrived it was as beautiful as you see here with no signs of what just happened a few weeks before.

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Antigua Market

A couple of months ago I was in Antigua and longed for an authentic meal. It just so happened that the wife of our taxi driver had a stall in this market. When we found it she invited us inside out of the afternoon sun to serve us at her table table. Despite the humble surroundings her kitchen was spotless and the food was full of flavor, my favorite was the salt fish. Yet the most authentic part of the meal was her warm hospitality, for that brief time she made us feel like family. Apparently she was in accounting at the banana factory before it shut down, now she runs the food stall temporarily until things improve. After that wonderful meal and conversation we walked through the market where I captured this scene.

A couple of months ago I was in Antigua and longed for an authentic meal. It just so happened that the wife of our taxi driver had a stall in this market. When we found it she invited us inside out of the afternoon sun to serve us at her table table. Despite the humble surroundings her kitchen was spotless and the food was full of flavor, my favorite was the salt fish. Yet the most authentic part of the meal was her warm hospitality, for that brief time she made us feel like family. Apparently she was in accounting at the banana factory before it shut down, now she runs the food stall temporarily until things improve. After that wonderful meal and conversation we walked through the market where I captured this scene.

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Old and New

In October I arrived by ship at this port in Bridgetown Barbados. The sugar elevators used to play a major role in the economy but are little used now due to the world market. However in it’s place tourism has taken hold and as most people know, Barbados has the most friendly people anywhere in the Caribbean and perhaps the most beautiful beaches. I was intrigued by these towering elevators which represent the old economy as they silhouette the tug in the foreground. This tugboat is used to guide large cruise ships into port which deposit the new economy (tourist) to the island. Either way, it’s an island that relies on the sea and is undergoing transition and I, for one, can’t wait to go back.

In October I arrived by ship at this port in Bridgetown Barbados. The sugar elevators used to play a major role in the economy but are little used now due to the world market. However in it's place tourism has taken hold and as most people know, Barbados has the most friendly people anywhere in the Caribbean and perhaps the most beautiful beaches. I was intrigued by these towering elevators which represent the old economy as they silhouette the tug in the foreground. This tugboat is used to guide large cruise ships into port which deposit the new economy (tourist) to the island. Either way, it's an island that relies on the sea and is undergoing transition and I, for one, can't wait to go back.

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