Trip to the Philly Zoo

 

Western Lowland Gorilla

Western Lowland Gorilla

Went on a bus trip to Philadelphia yesterday with my wife Kat and friends Phil and Ruth. Decided not to lug a bunch of photo gear and just try to come up with a couple of cool images with my D300 and an old 28-85 zoom, not prime zoo photography gear. I was wishing for a long lens a few times, but I think I came up with a couple of decent images anyway.

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Some favorites from Colorado

Getting back into the daily grind after two weeks off has been difficult. Add to that a few big projects I have in the works and it all equals no time to update my photoblog. So I went through the 1000 or so images I brought back from Colorado and picked a few of my favorites to share.  I still have four folders of images to go through but I’m already planning a coffee table book from the trip.

Back from Colorado

Setting sun over a rugged background

Setting sun over a rugged background

After more than 30 hours on the road, the family arrived safely in York late last night.  We spent a whirlwind 11 days in Sadalia Colorado with our friends Jeff and Patty. Our vacation included hiking Devil’s Head, fishing the South Platte River and listening to our guitar playing friends around the camp fire. My son even managed to get up-close and personal with a cactus while following me up a cliff I was climbing.

The South Platte River

The South Platte River

Tony digs prickely pear cactus out of his fingers

Tony digs prickely pear cactus out of his fingers

Prickley Pear Cactus damage

Prickley Pear Cactus damage

A flag flies atop Devil's Head

A flag flies atop Devil's Head

The girls and I earned our Squirrel Cards by climbing to the fire overwatch on Devil's Head

The girls and I earned our Squirrel Cards by climbing to the fire overwatch on Devil's Head

September 8, 2006

My good buddy and fishing partner John called me last night and invited me to spend a couple hours on the creek. It’s been a couple of months since we fished together, so though I had to attend a photo gallery reception, I agreed whole-heartedly.
John was already fishing by the time I got to the creek, and although the weather man was calling for clear, sunny skies, the raindrops were begining to fall. We worked a section of the creek and returned to our cars to wait out a thunderstorm that obviously didn’t hear the weather man’s forecast.
After the storm passed, an incredible light descended on the creek and I set aside my flyrod to shoot a couple of photos of John fishing.

Trout Bum back on the water