tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3494811846947906262024-02-02T14:22:11.865-08:00Byron Will Photography News/BlogRecent photographs of the Pacific Northwest and other beautiful locations, workshop reports, etc.Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-26979270270049370272019-10-12T20:38:00.000-07:002019-10-13T18:52:17.220-07:00Mt. Rainier Three Day Workshop, August 20-22, 2019Mt. Rainier is the icon of the Pacific Northwest. At 14,440 ft, it can be seen from many distant locations throughout Washington, sometimes seen peering just over the horizon where one can sense the curvature of the earth. It’s a photographers paradise in many ways.<br />
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In the evening, beautiful light on the mountain from an approaching weather front provided interesting clouds and color over the mountain and warm light on the Tatoosh Range to the south. The meadows were covered with late season wildflowers. Calmness with the occasional call of ravens.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lovely light near sunset</td></tr>
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With gray skies the next morning, and a sprinkle or two, we visited various sections of the cascading Paradise River, photographing a hidden waterfall and the lovely greenery along the river. The rain worked it’s way up the valley, so it was time to retreat to the newly restored and cozy Paradise Lodge. While it poured down, a good session of Adobe Lightroom and Nik Silver Efex was in order. The rain showed no sign of abating, so we headed for dinner with hopes of some clearing the next day.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Starting our exploration of the Paradise River</td></tr>
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Morning was calm, with the mountain shrouded in fog and some promise of clearing to the east. Over grassy trails we surveyed the Tipsoo Lake area near Chinook Pass. The sun was shining, with glimpses of the summit of Mt. Rainier. The Sunrise area in the northeastern part of the park is always full of surprises. The clouds graciously parted for some very lovely views of Emmons and Winthrop glaciers and the lovely summit for the final part of the workshop.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plenty of light and interesting clouds</td></tr>
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If you would like to view their workshop images, <a href="http://www.byronwillphotography.com/collections-workshops-2019/2019-08-mt-rainier-workshop/index.html">click here></a>Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-58156957761890205482018-10-02T21:49:00.000-07:002019-05-19T21:10:40.938-07:00Photography and Kayaking in the Bunsby IslandsAfter a successful adventure in the <a href="https://byronwillphotography.blogspot.com/2017/11/kayaking-in-dream-land.html">Jervis Inlet in 2017</a> with dear friends Lynn Fox and Eric Faucher, they had an interest in 2018 in returning to the Bunsby Islands, located on the northwest side of Vancouver Island near the Brooks Peninsula, British Columbia, Canada.<br />
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Remote locations are something that promise beauty and a certain amount of vulnerability to the elements and other unknowns. Traveling with experienced friends helps in innumerable ways. It's enjoyable and relaxing to feel like you are tagging along to an area that is new to you but well known to them.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lynn and Eric with a friend</td></tr>
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Getting to the Bunsby Islands is quite a trek from Portland, Oregon. Making the travel more pleasant is the extensive ferry services in the U.S. and in British Columbia.
Avoidance of the densely populated areas of Tacoma/Seattle makes a better and more
interesting experience and extends the time spent on and near the water. The drive up the west side of Hood Canal and then ferry over to Whidbey Island, with just 40 miles of freeway over the border to Tsawwassen, BC is ideal.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset at Deception Pass, Washington</td></tr>
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I met Lynn and Eric in Campbell River. We traveled north towards Port Hardy then west on a very challenging logging road across Vancouver Island to Fair Harbour. Lingering smoke and a few firefighters were around from lightning fires right along the road. We met our <a href="https://www.voyagerwatertaxi.com/">water taxi host</a>, Leo Jack, a Kyuquot tribal member with a lot of experience and many stories to share. He transported us past his village, weaving around islands and sea otters to Barney Island in the Bunsbys.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Morning transport with our Water Taxi Host Leo Jack</td></tr>
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Barney Island is such a great location we thought we would stay for a few days and use it as a base camp for exploration. The air has a fresh, almost perfumed, cedar like scent. One night we were awoken at 4:30a by the sound of wolves howling back and forth right in our camp area. I got up to take a look with a bright, waning gibbous moon surrounded by a giant, mysterious looking ring. I didn't see them, but it's possible they saw me.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A rainy day, deep in the wilds of an inlet</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sea Otter resting-and watching me-very attentively</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset on Barney Island</td></tr>
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Our next camp was closer to open ocean, with clear turquoise water, a beautiful small sand beach, with the occasional otter floating by. We were alone in this most quiet and peaceful place.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Idyllic campsite with sand and driftwood</td></tr>
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One of the best photography days started early with a beautiful sunrise.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunrise over Vancouver Island</td></tr>
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We also had remarkably calm conditions on the open ocean to photograph a very interesting islet with beautiful kelp, clouds, rocks and the wind and sea battered trees. We circumnavigated this islet for various angles and interesting compositions. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Islet with Bull Kelp, from the west</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">An Otter's view of this lovely Bull Kelp</td></tr>
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Photographic success was also complimented by fishing success, with Eric catching some nice cod for dinner. <br />
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That evening we were entertained by a quite spectacular view of the Milky Way, with bright Mars in the south.<br />
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With a threatening forecast, we needed to head somewhere more protected, so we circuitously returned to Barney Island. Saw some bear scat on the north part of the island, but no bears.<br />
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One can expect to have any kind of weather here, and we did have a bit of everything, with many fair and pleasant days. Storms were moving in, so we had to hunker down. Sure enough, the wind and rain made an appearance, and it was time to retreat. Leo found a small window between storms and came to get us and return us safely to Vancouver Island.<br />
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Although the Bunsbys were spectacular in many respects, there were not many sea birds. Another area that contains fond memories over many years is the Puget Sound and San Juan Island region of Washington. After camping at Larabee State Park on my way home from the Bunsbys, I made a morning stop on the Lummi Reservation just west of Bellingham to dry out some gear and look for bird photography possibilities. One memory is having my first NW oysters here, gathered on Portage Island in 1977 after moving from Wisconsin in 1975.<br />
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A collection of photographs may be seen <a href="http://www.byronwillphotography.com/collections-destinations/2018-09-bunsby-islands/index.html#1">here></a><br />
<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-88372381612277149672018-02-07T15:58:00.000-08:002019-04-07T19:11:36.941-07:00Winter Storm at Hug PointLarge storm waves are a grand attraction on the Pacific and can make for drama and also danger. These are not really "sneaker" waves in this context. It's simply a continual powerhouse of surge, current and beauty. These waves are so large they actually break on the reefs far off shore, so the ocean has the appearance of a gigantic washing machine of chaos.<br />
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One of my favorite places is Hug Point in all weather. No tourists dragging their coolers and umbrellas at this time of year. It's also high tide, so the dynamics are in full swing.<br />
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My main "position" is approaching the beautiful falls of Falls Creek from the highway, descending wet vegetation and mud. This platform before the creek makes it's final leap to the beach is roughly 15 feet high. A great view but can, at times, feel like it is not high enough. Occasionally there are logs perched on the ledge at the top of the falls, and then swept away.<br />
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The drama of water surging, tossing logs like they are matchsticks, shows the power and beauty of water. <br />
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Transforming clouds, changing their shapes and patterns. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The sun peaks through the maelstrom</td></tr>
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A much higher platform and a grand view of the waves and their power.<br />
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-75881278663606054682017-11-15T19:26:00.000-08:002019-05-19T20:02:59.609-07:00Kayaking in Dream LandOver the years, when taking the ferry from Earl's Cove to Saltery Bay on Jervis Inlet in the resplendent Coast Mountains of British Columbia, there is an area that looked ideal for exploration by kayak; Hotham Sound. Much of this area has dodged many of the ravages of resource extraction and has a reputation of calm and warm water, surrounded by granite peaks, forest and a 300 meter waterfall. What could be better.<br />
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Experiences like this are often solo adventures, but on this trip friends and fellow kayakers Lynn Fox and Eric Faucher joined me at Skookumchuck Inlet (famous for its tidal surge further up the Inlet) to explore this area. They brought a calm, very experienced and spirited sense of adventure, and had prepared an amazing menu. What a luxury.<br />
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We left on a warm clear day, with a building westerly wind. One aspect of many of these inlets are the steep rock walls and very few places to stop. Local knowledge is a big asset here. After deciding the wind was getting the better of us, we headed up Jervis Inlet to stay in a nice location for two nights.<br />
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The weather was calm and clear as we headed to Hotham Sound. After a bit of a search we found a great location with a nice stream nearby. Lynn prepared another fine meal and we photographed the Milky Way.<br />
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Kayaking here was a dream. We had calm waters, beautiful light, a great little storm, and more stars in the moonless evenings.<br />
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In the entire trip, we didn't see any other kayakers and very few boats went by. It's great to have a home base and simply explore an area. We really only scratched the surface and will certainly return to this fantastic area, off the beaten path.<br />
<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-6913373731580960192017-07-18T20:59:00.000-07:002018-02-01T22:28:25.310-08:00Spring Moments near Quileute, WashingtonThe headlands are usually the last to relinquish their fog from the warming sun. It's best to try to get out early when the weather is good, as it may be gone in just an hour. I saw that it was already dissipating as I walked to one of my favorite and oft visited areas over many years. It's a place of solitude and beauty.<br />
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In spring this area is truly a wild place, where few visitors are seen. The weather is capricious and one has to be careful with the wave and surge action, especially when completely alone.<br />
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The sun was blazing but the fog held. Tide was approaching, so I had my back to the waves, which always makes me a little more than nervous. It was amazing. The sun through the trees was splitting the light into many fragments. I took a few photographs of the rays. Then I moved back (closer to those waves) so a light curtain of beams covered the shore. It was magic and unusual.<br />
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Another day I was kayaking with a friend on the Quillayute River near La Push on another beautiful sunny day. After taking photographs of at least 20 eagles, we took a break and were presented with these radiating cirrus clouds right over Little James Island. Flowers were blooming. It was Spring in full measure.<br />
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-37148558085857261932017-06-14T19:23:00.000-07:002017-10-19T20:22:30.836-07:00Spring in the Columbia Gorge, 2017Deluge only begins to describe the weather here in the Northwest from October, 2016 to June, 2017. One of the escape areas from the city hum is the Columbia Gorge, and this winter greater escape from rain was often provided by just driving further east to the rain shadow east of Hood River.<br />
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Lovely Oak and pine trees, rolling grasslands and billowing clouds.<br />
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There was also quite a bit of water there at times as well.<br />
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When we had some nice breaks and when it was possible, heading to Hamilton Island for the open and expansive views was a welcome investigation.<br />
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Checking Photographer's Ephemeris, the moon would be making an appearance over the ridge. Time for the long lens to capture this ridgeline in front of the moon. This is one of those type of images where it is good to go a day or two before the full moon so that there is light on the hills.<br />
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Desolation Sound in British Columbia, Canada, was named by Captain George Vancouver in 1792 while he was carefully surveying and charting the B.C. coast, in search of the mysterious Northwest passage and to claim the area territory for the crown. He stated "<span class="st">...there was not a single prospect that was pleasing to the eye". Normally he named locations after people. Few places are so named here.</span><br />
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<span class="st">Today Desolation Sound is far from desolate. In the summer it is a bustling, busy place with every type and size of vessel plying it's waters. In the autumn, the rains really start settling in and most everyone leaves, leaving it quiet and peaceful. This is when I enjoy coming here.</span><br />
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<span class="st">Photography and kayaking are idyllic here; soaring granite mountains descending into the sea, beautiful forests, wildlife in the water and on the shore, interesting people close to the land and sea. I beg to differ with Captain Vancouver's assessment.</span><br />
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<span class="st">Goals are tempered by the vagaries of weather. Here in the Northwest, storms can come at any time, with the likelihood of challenging weather increasing as September comes to a close. Temperatures are falling, but hopes rise of the chance for beautiful snow on the upper peaks.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jervis Inlet exhales in the morning, between storms</td></tr>
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<span class="st">After weathering a few strong storms, a break came to paddle the oyster laden Okeover Inlet to Malaspina Inlet, camping at Hare Point, part of the Desolation Sound Marine Provincial Park. I frightened a scrambling family of River Otters upon my arrival. No one else was there. A condition that remained for the duration of my visit.</span><br />
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<span class="st"><span class="st">Spending days waiting for the weather to improve, continuous entertainment was provided by Steller Sea Lions catching salmon. Sitting on the Point with my chair, camera and umbrella, I watched them chasing down, flinging, chomping and swallowing whole, large Chinook Salmon. </span><span class="st"><span class="st">Along with the Salmon attempting to head upsteam, every</span> day 6-10 Sea Lions would arrive with the incoming current. The Harbor Seals were also making quite a showing. Bald Eagles watched from the trees.</span></span><br />
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<span class="st"><span class="st">Stellar Sea Lions are big. Very big. Their heads are the same size as a Brown (Grizzly) Bear, and they have no shortage of very large, nasty looking teeth. They look especially large when they are grunting 10 feet from your little boat. They come right up to you, sometimes making rather loud blowing sounds, sometimes following you around, but they never felt seriously threatening, yet. They are big, fast and dangerous. I always talk to them. In times past, we were a major predator of them.</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Large teeth 10 feet from my kayak-deemed curious, not threatening</td></tr>
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<span class="st"><span class="st"> </span>After a cold front past in the evening, there was some clearing in the morning, so I packed up and headed for the Curmie Islands, which were about 6 miles away. Greeted by a 15+ knot north head wind, there was also plenty of distance to the north for the wind to build a rather large sea. Hard paddling for 2 hours netted 1 mile of forward progress. The waves were reflecting off the cliffs beyond the headland to create quite a show of breaking waves and chaos, known as clapotis. Retreating from this growing concern brought relief, and I was back with my Sea Lion friends at Hare Point in 20 minutes. Time for chocolate.</span><br />
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<span class="st">The next day was clear and beautifully calm. I paddled out a few miles to the main part of Desolation Sound to photograph the islands and Coast Mountains. It was infinitely easier than the day before. Fog banks created some very beautiful patterns. Fresh water was a disappearing commodity at camp with no fresh water source nearby, so I needed to head back to Okeover. It was a long day of paddling, but a satisfying one. It was further enhanced by another delicious meal at the <a href="https://www.laughingoyster.ca/">Laughing Oyster</a>. </span><br />
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<span class="st"> I explored some areas near Okeover Inlet that were recommended to me by first nation folks, then headed back via ferry to Jervis Inlet, making note of next year's destination, Hotham Sound. Paddled out to the photogenic Harbor Seals in Sechelt Inlet, then out to Jervis Inlet for the wonderful peaks descending into the depths of the sea. </span><br />
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<span class="st">No snow on the peaks this trip. Guess I'll have to return!</span><br />
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<span class="st"><br /></span>Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-70918609111266092542016-09-20T11:43:00.000-07:002016-10-16T13:37:21.567-07:00One Day Misty Oregon Coast Workshop in OceansideGreeted by misty conditions, we rounded Maxwell Point with lots of surf, a deserted beach and nice sand and rock areas at low tide. The beautiful sea stacks were playing hide and seek in the morning fog.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Carol Enyart, ©2016</td></tr>
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Moving water around the rocks was one of themes, and using slower shutter speeds to capture it's motion. A bevy of gulls and cormorants were in the air and on the rocks.<br />
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As the tide returned and the fog lifted a bit, the scene changed to more blue skies and sun, bringing with it the throngs who were escaping the heat of interior Oregon. We headed to Roseanna's Cafe for a very nice lunch and a window seat.<br />
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After lunch we visited Will Dixon and his gracious wife Betsy in their lovely home perched near a cliff on overlooking the Pacific at Cape Meares. Will is a <a href="http://willdixoncarving.com/">master wood carver</a> who often works in the traditions of the Native Northwest woodcarvers, as well as carving some of his own lovely imaginary creations. He is also and noted <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Tillamook-Run-novel-Will-Dixon/dp/1518744915">author</a>.<br />
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Will is a fountain of stories, so he related some of his experiences with working with tagging raptors, as well as telling some of the famous NW native legends that inspires his carvings. He also graciously provided shortbread crab cookies he had made that day for us.<br />
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We then headed to the Bayocean area to explore the beach and the cliffs on the north end of Cape Meares. The persistent fog finally came ashore to this lovely beach, but we were treated to some beautiful light before the fog descended.<br />
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The advent of seeing a sunset was not be, as the heavy fog moved in. After a very busy day, we decided to have a relaxing evening inside!<br />
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<a href="http://byronwillphotography.com/collections-workshops-2016/oregon%20coast-ws-2016-08/index.html">A collection of participant photographs from this workshop can be seen here>> </a>Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-2620043821397007912016-07-06T20:32:00.000-07:002016-09-05T11:03:58.332-07:00Columbia Gorge Waterfalls and Vistas WorkshopAlthough many visits and workshops have taken place over the years in the Gorge, every visit has unique and interesting aspects. This June workshop was focused on visiting familiar areas as well as some beautiful and less well known areas to photograph.<br />
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We started the workshop at one of finest vistas in the Columbia Gorge, Women's Forum Overlook. This gives everyone a chance to meet, discuss gear and other make adjustments while taking in the view and scouting different compositions along the Overlook. This is a place worth visiting time and again, as the light and clouds are always changing. The view of Vista House is an added bonus.<br />
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Here are two versions of the same scene from different angles, with different light and processing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kira Bartlett, ©2016</td></tr>
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The first waterfall visit was to the unusual and varied Panther Creek Falls north of Carson. After a very short walk, one can shoot from the well placed platform, or venture along the creek for a wide variety of compositions.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steve Synder, ©2016</td></tr>
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After lunch at Skamania Lodge Cafe, we headed back to Oregon and visited Starvation Creek with it's falls and variations in compositions in the creek. It seemed the creek had been scoured a bit, with a very humble amount of vegetation this visit. Participants found their own unique and intimate views of this lovely creek, as well as the falls.<br />
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Back in Washington via the Hood River Bridge, we stopped at one of my favorite small falls in the Gorge, Dog Creek Falls. With some very nice late afternoon light, the falls was quite charming. Chinook Salmon spawn here in the fall.<br />
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Our last area was Hamilton Island, overlooking the Gorge to the west. Although sunset was a bit demure, we still had some pleasant light on the clouds, promenades and features around St. Peter's Dome. Pearson Island, Beacon Rock and the surrounding bird sanctuary are a most pleasant place at sunset.<br />
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<a href="http://byronwillphotography.com/collections-workshops-2016/gorge-vistas-waterfalls-2016/index.html">Photographs from this workshop can be seen here>></a>Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-39523243034429579642016-07-01T10:05:00.000-07:002016-09-05T10:58:33.475-07:00A Short Addendum to the Olympic Workshop, May, 2016After returning to the cabin at 11pm after a very long but fine day of instructing, driving and dinner making, it seemed like a good idea to get in some photography before ending the day. There is little or no personal shooting while teaching, but the night sky was interesting and it can be very peaceful and relaxing shooting at night....<br />
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Retrieving my camera and tripod and heading to the shoreline, there was an amazing glow of lights over Pyramid Peak. It was very bright and beautiful, but my first thought was the military was doing some kind of odd testing. Part of the display was a giant beam of white light that one normally does not see in these latitudes.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aurora Borealis, Lake Crescent, Olympic National Park. Byron Will, ©2016</td></tr>
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Rushing to the shore, the light was changing subtly every moment. It was quite spectacular. One detail that was missed was not fully tightening one section of the tripod leg sufficiently. While taking an exposure with the waves pounding right next to me, I heard the dreaded sound of my camera landing in the water. It was so dark, it fell over without me even seeing it fall. The cable release was just long enough to give a tug on my hand.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aurora Borealis, Lake Crescent, Olympic National Park. Byron Will, ©2016</td></tr>
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Completely upset and tired, the camera and lens were promptly tested (comatose), so were placed in a warm oven to (hopefully) revive. By the next morning (with not very much sleep for me), they came slowly back to working order. A big sigh of relief!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aurora Borealis, Lake Crescent, Olympic National Park. Byron Will, ©2016</td></tr>
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Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-85741900676886320572016-06-30T20:03:00.000-07:002016-09-05T09:45:10.087-07:00Long Awaited Olympic Photography Workshop, May 2016After being in many beautiful areas of the Olympic Peninsula over a 40 year period, a way to share some special places has been a goal for some time. One very important aspect in making it possible is having a small family cabin to act as a base for our workshop on the shores of picturesque Lake Crescent. <br />
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Thursday evening we gathered for a small briefing and dinner at Lake Crescent Lodge, and then headed into the old growth forest along Barnes Creek. Using a beautiful grove of ancient Cedars as our base, we explored this forest and creek with the goal of sharpening our seeing and relaxing from the driving and the pace of the city.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Forest and Barnes Creek. John Camp, ©2016</td></tr>
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Friday morning we headed to the land of the Quileute tribe on the Pacific, hiking Rialto Beach in the morning mist. Solitude and an eagle were our companions as the low tide slowly advanced into the exposed rocks. The sun was working on clearing the mist and we were working on various compositions of rock, sunbeams, trees and driftwood. We continued down to Hole in the Wall, with limited time to shoot before the tide advanced. We headed back to a fine lunch in La Push.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Get up close to the driftwood at Rialto Beach</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Walking back on Rialto Beach as the tide approaches. Thanks, Connie</td></tr>
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In the afternoon we had a 2 1/2 hour Lightroom review and develop session. After dinner at the Lodge, we explored the rough coast along the Strait of Juan de Fuca at Salt Creek. Sunset was quite pleasant, and there was some very nice wave action on the rocky shoreline.<br />
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Saturday was a very full day as well. Early morning we headed back to the coast to catch low tide at Second Beach. No mist this morning! The sun was in complete command of the day, with the light already quite strong by 10a. The sea stacks are always very stately as the tide advanced. We elected to have another lunch in La Push at River's Edge.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Walking along the textured sand at Second Beach</td></tr>
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After a break another Lightroom session was held at the cabin. It's always highly instructive to share each others work right after a photo session. My wife Cheryl and I then prepared a locally caught white salmon dinner which was a real treat.<br />
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The first clouds we had seen for a few days had sneaked in, with the possibility that our trip to Hurricane Ridge might be clouded in. Evidence of better weather was not apparent as we drove up, but we continued to the Ridge to find the sky breaking in places and a nice view to the north towards Victoria and Vancouver Island. We then hurried back to shoot the beautiful light and clouds over the Bailey Range, with long bands of color and clouds. The afterglow light was also quite beautiful. A very satisfying end to our workshop. We arrived back at 11p after a long day!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunset over the Bailey Range from Hurricane Ridge</td></tr>
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<a href="http://www.byronwillphotography.com/collections-workshops-2016/olympic-ws-I-2016/index.html">Participant photographs from this workshop can be seen here>></a>Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-13988982723559253332016-06-08T09:50:00.000-07:002016-08-25T13:32:41.662-07:00Spring in the Eastern Gorge WorkshopAfter a very wet March, April provided some needed sunshine and great conditions for photography. All the rain and then sun added to a spectacular display of wildflowers in the Columbia Hills and surrounding areas. Of particular beauty was the Arrowleaf Balsamroot and Lupine blooming concurrently.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Suzanne Michalik, ©2016</td></tr>
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Under blue skies with some cirrus clouds, we headed directly to Columbia Hills State Park in Washington state, and drove up the lumpy road to the small parking area above the Dalles Mt. Ranch. The oak trees were just starting to leaf out, adding a nice warm color to the opulent flower display.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Setting up along a flower covered hillside</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">John Camp, ©2016</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Carol Enyart, ©2016</td></tr>
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We moved to a lower area in late morning, where there were different groupings of flowers and trees. This area also has some nice views of the flower covered Columbia Hills, the Columbia River and Mt. Hood.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kira Bartlett, 2016</td></tr>
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After a very fine lunch at the Baldwin Saloon in The Dalles, we visited the beautiful Horsethief Butte State Park, which adjoins Columbia Hills. There are many subjects to choose from here, with some added clouds and lovely light on the Columbia near sunset. Even the contrails looked pretty good. We also had a nice ring around the sun through the cirrus clouds.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Suzanne Michalik, ©2016</td></tr>
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It was a great day of photography and a full day of capturing some of the beauty found here. If you would like to see more images from this workshop, <a href="http://byronwillphotography.com/collections-workshops-2016/eastern-gorge-spring-2016/index.html">click here>></a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Working to capture the last light on the Butte. Kira Bartlett, ©2016</td></tr>
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-9440075641076080772016-04-13T13:01:00.000-07:002016-08-01T13:04:39.084-07:00A Trio of City WorkshopsWinter can sometimes get a little dreary here in the Northwest, but there are endless things to photograph. Three workshops were scheduled over a one month period to explore various ways of capture and post production here locally. <br />
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<b>1. Japanese Garden Workshop, Portland, Oregon, March 18th and 19th</b><br />
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The Japanese Garden is going through some construction right now, but the main garden area is unaffected. It was a somewhat chilly morning, but the weather was very agreeable, with clearing skies. We concentrated on intimate captures with Spring just emerging.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andew Kaplan ©2016</td></tr>
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The following day we reviewed our images and suggestions were made for composition and development in Lightroom.<br />
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<b>2. Cityscape Workshop, Downtown Portland, Oregon, March 17th and 18th</b><br />
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This workshop concentrated on using some new processing that were recently added to Lightroom; Stitching and HDR. A handout was sent to participants to review with suggestions for capture. Tripods are important here, especially in the evening light.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kira Bartlett, ©2016</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Katrina Gustafson, ©2016</td></tr>
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The following morning we reviewed our work and applied these new tools. Some participants brought prints, which is always a welcome addition to our discussions.<br />
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<b>3. Japanese Garden Monochrome Workshop, Portland, Oregon, April 2nd and 3rd, 2016</b><br />
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The main emphasis of this workshop was thinking in terms of shapes and forms and translating our color images to monochrome. We always shoot in RAW, but some participants set their cameras so the JPEG preview was converted to monochrome. Overcast weather was welcome in the first half of our visit, but once again the sun broke through, changing and challenging what worked well in the viewfinder.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jan Hand, ©2016</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Suzanne Michalik, ©2016</td></tr>
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The next morning we had an intensive overview of possible workflow options of monochrome conversions using Lightroom and Nik Silver Efex Pro. The results were quite lovely. Working in monochrome can also help to sharpen perceptions of elements and space when photographing in color.<br />
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-65873379273779889382016-03-06T17:23:00.000-08:002016-07-16T09:54:39.297-07:00A Break in the Northwest Storm ParadeFinally able to leave the confines of the Portland metro area for a few days, we headed to the wilds of the Olympic Peninsula. Knowing there was going to be a series of storms marching through, we were prepared for rain and wind inside our trusty cabin on the shores of Lake Crescent.<br />
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With a break coming in the storms, we headed to the Pacific coast. My wife read her book in the River's Edge Restaurant in La Push (lovely setting, friendly people and nice food) while I headed to Second Beach. Been coming here for 40 years, revisiting the beautiful and ever changing familiar features, as well as discovering new and unexpected beauty.<br />
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With a building wind and incoming tide, I headed north towards Quateata, the final headland on this beach. The sun was already low in the sky at 3p. Had some nice sun and interesting darker clouds. Scattered on the beach was an array of well worn sticks. I loved the remorseful, bone-like features randomly strewn on the beach.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bone like sticks on the sand</td></tr>
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As the tide approaches and the sun appears and reappears, present new water and cloud patterns. The wind is now approaching 30 knots from the south.<br />
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Time to find some shelter from the wind, so headed into the wind to a favorite resting spot.<br />
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A brief clearing and some sun gave some hope of a colorful sunset, but it was short lived as the clouds quickly moved in. Another wonderful time at the dynamic and beautiful Pacific coast.Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-10691146992267987982016-03-01T18:14:00.000-08:002016-03-08T12:10:33.193-08:00PCC Advanced Digital Photography Class: Inspiration from the Masters<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">For my <a href="https://www.pcc.edu/schedule/default.cfm?fa=dspCourse2&thisTerm=201601&crsCode=9FA600L&subjCode=9FA&crsNum=600L&topicCode=PHO&subtopicCode=">Advanced Digital Photography</a>
class for Community Ed. Winter Term at Portland Community College, we studied and were inspired by the masters of
photography of the 20th Century, Starting with Eugéne Atget, Edward Steichen and Alfred Stieglitz, two photographers were presented every week for six
weeks, concluding with the use of color by Ernst Haas and Jay Maisel.
It was great fun exploring these masters of light and expression.</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">Assignments were given to learn,
emulate or be inspired by these historic and important photographers and
their various photographic styles in order to inform our own
photography. There is also much to be learned from a photograph, both attractive elements and subject, and, just as importantly, what you may not find interesting, to help further refine your personal photographic perceptions and preferences.</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">The majority of class time was devoted to reviewing
student’s photographs, adding comments make suggestions and discuss
challenges. Constraints were also required in the assignments to get a
feel for what it was like before the days of auto exposure and
auto focus. Street photography can be also be rather challenging, but
everyone rose to the task.</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">We had a number of interesting field
trips. We gathered in downtown Portland and photographed in Old Town (near where Minor White photographed) and also along the Steel Bridge. </span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">Another evening we visited Blue Moon Camera and Machine in St. John’s, given by Zeb
Andrews, to examine and view through period film cameras.</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">We also had a private lecture/tour at the Portland Art
Museum graciously given by Dr. Julia Dolan, Minor White Curator of Photography, of the Fotofolio exhibit, which featured many
of the photographers we discussed, with portfolios from Ansel Adams, Edward and Brett Weston, Paul Strand and a series from Minor White on display.</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: 400;">Another post on the PCC website repeats this report, but more importantly, displays some of the fine photographs created by my students. <a href="http://blogs.pcc.edu/community-education/2016/03/03/inspired-by-the-masters-of-photography/">here>></a><i></i></span><i><span style="font-weight: 400;"></span></i><br />
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Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-10569561379209187242015-10-01T21:11:00.000-07:002015-10-07T21:14:58.241-07:00Lunar Eclipse BeautyIn hopes of capturing some interesting color with the red moon, the hills and view of the Columbia River from Coyote Wall seemed liked a good choice. The weather was ideal. A warm, gentile breeze blew over the dry grass. A few mountain bikers and hikers were in this open and spacious area.<br />
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There was quite a bit of haze at lower elevations, with the moon slowly revealed itself as it rose in the growing darkness.<br />
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It was quite a lovely sight. The deepening blues of night with a few
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-1940986541104728082015-05-23T21:53:00.001-07:002015-05-24T21:08:05.338-07:00Spring at Coyote WallThe days right before a full moon is an ideal time to get out and take photographs. It's a good idea to keep track of the moon cycle for it's beauty and mystery. It's rare to find clearing skies in the spring here. Such was the case this day with drizzle, so, after checking the satellite images, I headed east to the dry side, only a little more than an hour away from Portland.<br />
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One of my favorite places, Coyote Wall, is on the Washington side between Bingon and Lyle. It offers open landscapes, flowers, exposed basalt, waterfalls, a variety of trees, and lovely views of the Columbia River.<br />
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It's necessary to be aware of some of the less attractive aspects of this area; mainly ticks and Poison Oak. There is a well written article about ticks in the NW <a href="http://wyeastblog.org/2013/04/07/ticks-ticks-10-common-myths/">here</a>. A few precautions and procedures are needed to navigate this lovely area. Earlier in the year I saw the clear markings in mud of cougar paw prints. They were not old. It's very open here, so actually seeing a cougar would be a very rare and interesting experience. It's far more likely they are watching you.<br />
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The views really open up as you ascend the trail. At the end of the day, there were very few folks left here. Only a few mountain bikers and runners crossed paths as the sun drew long shadows on the hills.<br />
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Here are two views. The second has Wild Cucumber in the foreground.<br />
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The moon's position on the horizon changes daily. Using <a href="http://photoephemeris.com/">The Photographer's Ephemeris</a>, one is able to pinpoint the rising moon from various positions and elevations.<br />
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The haze created some very lovely pastel colors and a gorgeous blue during the blue hour during my decent. <br />
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-35743401572150651482015-04-21T20:46:00.000-07:002015-05-24T20:59:50.957-07:00Waves and Weather at La Push IIThe next day brought clearing weather and less wind. It was completely different there. Sun, then rain and wind. Often in
spring we have rain cells with their strong vertical motion. It's a
rarity to have lightning, but hail can be a factor.<br />
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Later, towards evening, it seemed all the "best" clouds were to the south, and sometimes felt it might have been better to have gone to Second Beach. While mulling over a seemingly missed opportunity, a small sparrow landed not six feet away, and sang a most beautiful, complex song. He looked squarely at me, and flew away. It was very calming. I stood up and walked a few paces, and a bald eagle took to flight not ten feet away. We were both startled and he was enormous.<br />
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Clouds parted for a very calm and beautiful sunset.<br />
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Contrast was lower now as the last of the light on the sea stacks so I stayed for this light, then headed back along the river and climbed the driftwood for a dark and quiet walk back on the beach.<br />
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-54788667425840530742015-04-20T14:34:00.000-07:002015-05-24T20:59:36.782-07:00Waves and Weather at La PushThe beauty of spring storms, where the Pacific Ocean meets the coast, are a photographer's dream. It's the times before a storm and after a front passes that are most intriguing and hold potential. Planning revolves around rain, wind and tides. Studies of weather patterns, clouds and other signs, date back to my high school and college days. Competitive sailing brought focus and enjoyment studying the complexities of wind and weather. The internet has brought powerful tools to bare to track storms, know the wave heights and rain patterns, but there are always surprises<br />
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The Quillayute River, a convergence of four rivers, empties into the Pacific here. It was an integral source of life for the Quileute peoples for millennia. James Island, or A-Ka-Lat, stands at it's mouth, with it's rich, ancient history. It's always a privilege to be here.<br />
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A strong offshore wind was creating some very beautiful and ephemeral back spray with the incoming waves. Breaks in the clouds brought brief light to areas in the scene<br />
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While walking out to the point, sea lions in the river are in search of their next salmon treat.<br />
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There is a peace here that is comforting and welcome. <br />
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-40325492117727534632015-01-19T21:38:00.001-08:002017-10-14T13:08:55.358-07:00Olympic National Park New Year 2015Winter is a relatively quiet time on the Olympic Peninsula. The weather gods can change their mood overnight, but on this occasion, after some light snow, it was calm and somewhat cold for a week.<br />
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Lake Crescent is a restful and beautiful retreat in winter. There was a slight wind this evening, so with a long exposure with the camera, the lake appears to be covered in ice. New snow, lit by moonlight, adorns the ridges, with the summit of Storm King Mountain veiled with a thin line of mist in the background. The distant lights below Storm King are from Lake Crescent Lodge, with the lights from our cabin to the right. <br />
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Second Beach is always a place of beauty. The feeling of summer was here on this visit. The normal winter surf was absent, a clear sky at sunset, and completely calm. <br />
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As darkness approached, sunlight was exchanged for moonlight reflecting off the beach. A few fine clouds added to the beauty of the sky and the stars. In the photograph below, this portion of the Milky Way, featuring Cyngus, the Swan, while overhead in summer, was now descending in the Northwest. The sea stacks and water were illuminated by the rising moon in the SE. The sea spread across the shallow beach as the tide rose. A tranquil evening, alone, surrounded with beauty.<br />
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We have a small tradition, weather permitting, of visiting Hurricane Ridge on New Years Day. There was just enough snow at this elevation to have a wintry feel. A lovely sunset with warm skies and and very blue light from the east lighting the east side of the Olympics made for a beautiful color contrast on the peaks. <br />
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Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-8220425605457011862014-11-26T22:43:00.000-08:002014-11-26T22:44:20.384-08:00Fall in the Gorge II love the fall. It's a great time here with fast moving storms and color. Whenever things look promising and I can get away, I'll head to my closest playground, the Columbia Gorge. It's also amazing how fast things can change in an hour near sunset. <br />
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When I first arrived and walked to the Columbia River near Beacon Rock State Park, elk tracks were along the shore, and a family of eagles was hovering over Pierce Island just to the east.<br />
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Moments later, to the west, the sun emerged again to display some amazing colors in the clouds. A strong, low, blue-gray cloud formed overhead, twisting and turning in the wind just above me.<br />
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After the display was fading, the color to the NE near Beacon Rock was developing, so I ran with my gear and tripod over slippery, moss covered stones to a better vantage point with Beacon Rock and Hamilton Mountain.<br />
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The warm colors receded and darkness approached quickly. A dead Turkey Vulture was in my path along the shore. It seemed fitting to see another cycle in nature. Clouds were still on the move, so I headed nearer to Beacon Rock. Silver Salmon were jumping as I set up the tripod and took some longer exposures of the dynamic motion as darkness approached.<br />
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-45721538731704381012014-07-06T19:55:00.000-07:002014-11-26T22:46:39.134-08:00Exploration in the Columbia Gorge II WorkshopWe were welcomed by cloudy skies and cool weather at Women's Forum Overlook, with changing light to the east but, luckily, no rain. We started with an introduction to the 3 stop graduated neutral density filter while using a tripod, and adjusting exposure to capture as much shadow detail as possible without clipping the highlights. A large barge heading east added to the tranquil scene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beautiful cloud forms in changing light. ©Andy Kaplan</td></tr>
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With continued gray skies, we hiked to Walchella Falls. Hiking to an elevated area above the falls as an overview of this grand area, we tried different shutter speeds and exposures to vary how the falls changes character with different camera settings, smoothing or creating more texture of the water. We also moved in for closer views and perspectives.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Reviewing and discussing photos with Katrina and Andy at Elowah Falls. Thanks, Randy.</td></tr>
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After lunch and a review session covering both exposure and composition, we spent the early evening hours at elegant Elowah Falls. The water level was lower, so we were able to photograph quite close to the falls, with green foregrounds of ferns and flowers.<br />
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-68980279615281996832014-06-25T20:09:00.002-07:002014-06-25T20:11:42.434-07:00Exploration in the Columbia Gorge I WorkshopAmazing and unusually warm spring weather was the theme of our waterfall exploration on Saturday. Starting at Woman's Forum Overlook, the morning clouds and changing light to the east gave us an opportunity to check our camera settings and create some files to later check histograms and blinkies. We also tried a few shots with a graduated ND filter to even out the exposure.<br />
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The sun was breaking through the clouds as we began our hike to lovely Wahclella Falls. It was also warming up quite a bit. There were not too many visitors, but the harsh light was challenging to get quality images, so we discussed various strategies with shutter speed and also use of depth of field. We also watched as the light and shadows changed dramatically on the falls. <br />
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After lunch and a review session at Skamania Lodge, we headed to our second falls of the day, Elowah Falls. Strong light was still around, but it was fading as the end of the day approached. Elowah Falls is a high falls with lovely ribbon and curtain-like cascades of water. Various angles and formations were explored. There were also lovely ferns and reflected light in McCord Creek.<br />
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We arrived back at Women's Forum a bit tired after a solid day of learning and enjoying this treasure right at our doorstep here in Portland. <a href="http://www.byronwillphotography.com/collections-workshops/gorge-workshop-2014-06-07/index.html">You can view participant photographs here>></a><br />
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-75930262594538744762014-06-01T15:54:00.001-07:002014-06-03T09:57:32.946-07:00Racing Clouds and Tides on Olympic Beaches Life in profusion drapes the rocks at Shi Shi Beach. Heavy layers of mussels await the returning tide. Shi Shi is a cacophony of beautifully sculpted rocks and a steep shoreline that the sea nests against when the tide returns. To the south, a wide crescent beach sweeps to the distant and rugged Point of the Arches.<br />
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Due to a number of very dedicated people, these areas are set aside for posterity and saved from the continued taming of the wildness of our coasts. There are few visitors here for much of the year, but as the weather moderates, these beaches are greatly enjoyed by many. It's heartening to see many families backpacking here to enjoy this heritage. </div>
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In spring, the weather changes daily, often hourly. One need only wait for change from sun to rain, with rainbows seemingly pressed against the cliffs towards evening. An eagle glides by. The rapid and humorous call of two oystercatchers landing.<br />
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Another long beach expands to the south at Second Beach. A simple name for a magic place. The Quileute name is Quateata. The hillsides along the beach show the difficulties of winter, with offset and jumbled trees from land sliding toward the sea. This day was restful and calm.<br />
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Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-349481184694790626.post-74650659967396796762014-05-12T10:04:00.003-07:002014-05-12T10:17:47.233-07:00Eastern Gorge Workshop finds Blooms and Blustery WeatherThis time of year is simply great for photography. On this Saturday, it was a downpour most of the day in Portland, but we escaped to the drier side of the Cascades for a real mix of warm sun, clouds and showers.<br />
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First stop was a beautiful field of Camas along the Columbia River. Clouds and filtered sunlight were fine for bring out the beautiful blue flowers, with green grass and moss surrounded with an oak and fir forest.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Katrina moving in for a portrait. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Discussing settings. Thanks John</td></tr>
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We arrived at our main destination for the day, Columbia Hills State Park, with a crowd of climbers at Horsethief Butte, above the Columbia River. The sun was blazing as we explored various options to shoot the Balsamroot and basalt cliffs. Didn't think we would need sunscreen! Although there was a lot of activity, there was still plenty of room for making photographs of the flowers and surrounding area.<br />
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As the weather changed from sun to shower, we headed to The Dalles and lunch at Petite Provence. There is nothing Petite about their entrees. After lunch we reviewed some of the photographs of the morning shoot.<br />
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The weather was looking more unsettled as we drove back to Washington and the lovely hills of the Dalles Mountain Ranch. The lupine were just getting started, but the Balsamroot was covering the hills in every direction. We hiked to some vistas, making it back to the van before another shower arrived.<br />
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We explored the eastern section of this area, then headed back for some very fine vistas, beautiful, fast changing light.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fast changing conditions for us along the Dalles Mt. Road</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What to shoot next? Thanks, Randy.</td></tr>
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Last stop was back to Horsethief Butte with hopes of some sun on the Butte before it went behind the ridge. We did have some interesting clouds and a nice rainbow. A very pleasant day of beauty and changing conditions.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Added surprise at the end of the day</td></tr>
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<br />Byron Will Photographyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546554098277568741noreply@blogger.com