It takes a long time to drive past a mountain. A long time……
Month: August 2013
Wine
Departing Crescent City, we headed north. As previously mentioned, we continued passing through some remarkably beautiful country. The road was a bit twisty, but nothing like the semi-harrowing drive across the mountains on 36, and we managed to make several stops to indulge my need to photograph. (Really, sometimes I think the best way to do one of these trips is to walk. Sometimes every twenty feet there’s something new, something seductively photogenic. Not all of it comes out as well as you initially thought it would, but…)
Passing into Oregon, the road leveled out, the land flattened a bit. Presently we came to a collection of buildings—gas station, shops, etc—called Cave Junction. …
Northward
After driving out of the redwoods, we continued north to Crescent City. Coming in, evening fog roiled off to our left, along the coastline. We passed a wood art shop on the right that looked intriguing and we promised ourselves a visit after we found a place to crash.
What we found was the dubiously-named Bay View Inn. I say dubious because, while theoretically the bay was within sight, the mist was so thick you really couldn’t see it. I asked for a room with a view and we got one, but it wasn’t what we expected. Ah, well, it was a spacious room for a reasonable price.…
Messing With Landscape
Warning: experiment below. I’ve spent the last hour learning a new technique. This first result is perhaps a bit crude, but I like it and it’s definitely going into the Archon art show.
The foreground is somewhere along the coast of California, in Crescent City. Delightfully foggy morning and the towers in this field just struck me as alien machines. I already knew when I shot the image that it was destined for something a bit more.
The more is Mount Shasta, well toward the centerline of the state. It’s fairly close to what I had in mind, but I think I’ll be playing with it for a while
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