Thursday, December 13, 2012

Sea Otters


A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to photography Sea Otters with my friend Ed Rotberg near Monterey California.  Ed's image have been used by the Monterey Bay Aquarium several times, and they had contacted him asking for newer Otter images.   So after dropping his wife off in San Francisco we drove south and avoiding the rain and hitting it big in terms of Otters and pups.   Thanks to Ed for arranging the trip and getting me out of the office!



Fall in the Sierra


The last couple years I have been limited on my fall shooting due to other commitments, so this past fall I worked really hard to free my schedule for a couple trips down the Eastern Side of the Sierra to some of my favorite locations.   The first trip I spent a great day exploring Hope Valley South of Lake Tahoe.  After seeing images from this area for so many years it was great to finally get to put my own creative spin on the area's aspens.  After a little advice from my friend and Tahoe area photographer  Rachid Dahnoun on both locations and current conditions I came away with several stunning images. 



After Hope Valley I focused my energies in several of the canyons found running into the Sierra from HWY 395.  After some great success in Rock Creek and Bishop Creek, I ended my first trip by spending a day in four-wheel drive exploring the rocky dirt roads around Conway Summit.  Where I ended up finding an old sheepherders cabin that was in amazing condition.


The following week Jen and I were in the role of guides as we lead a group of Naturalists including our friends John and Kathe Hendrickson from Clipper Mills, and Paulo and Norma Velerio from Costa Rica around the Sierra and Yosemite.   



We began our adventure by attending the annual Woodleaf Outdoor School "Man party".  Which had us doing all manner of "Manly" activities including Axe throwing, Skeet Shooting, Log Splitting, Boulder Tossing, and of course beer "observation".  After the event we packed in a quick canoe paddle on a local lake before heading to historic Nevada City and our house for the night.


After a relaxing night at home, we took the group to Tahoe and found a bear for the Costa Rican's.   Its amazing someone who has so many venomous snakes in their country could be so worried about a "little" black bear eating Salmon!    Over the next few days we worked our way south to Bodie, Mono Lake, Lundy Canyon, June Lake, and several "secret" aspen groves along the way.


Despite having had a fairly low snow winter, and dry summer we were able to find some pockets of amazing fall colors.  After spending so many years photographing in the Eastern Sierra during different seasons its great to be able to adapt to conditions to find those "hidden" spots.


 After exploring the Eastside for a few days, we loaded all our gear and headed for Yosemite Valley via Tioga Pass.   Seeing the alpine environment and grand vistas was a big change of scenery for people who normally live in a very dark tropical rainforest.   After spending a couple days exploring Yosemite we ended our portion of the trip by watching the sunset at Glacier Point.  Sadly while the rest of the group headed to the coast under the direction of John & Kathe, Jen and I had to head back to Nevada City for other commitments. 
In the end after missing the past couple falls in the Sierra because of other shooting commitments, it was amazing to share the place we love with some of our best friends.   After so many times in Costa Rica being "guided" by Paulo & Norma it was really fun to return the favor.   Now of course it's just a matter of time till we will be back in Costa Rica asking Paulo to find me a Quetzal nest so I can photograph it.









Saturday, September 15, 2012

Summer in Costa Rica




After spending most of the summer traveling, guiding, and shooting in Central America, I think it is high time I posted some of my newest work.  We started off our summer by guiding a group of 14 high school students around Costa Rica for 12 days.  It is always great fun to share our love of nature and travel with kids, and get them hooked on exploring the world around them.  For the majority of the students it was the first time they had ever left the United States or traveled without their parents.


It is amazing to see how in just 12 days students can go from being timid and shy to approaching strangers on a street corner to buy shaved ice despite not speaking any Spanish.  The growth and maturation that happens during these short trips is greater than any classroom experience in the world.  It is, as they say, "the classroom of real life".

After sending the kids home with Jen (someone had to fly home with them, and I won the coin toss), I spent a few days with our friends Paulo and Norma at the Sevegre Lodge in the mountains southwest of San Jose.  Paulo and Norma picked me up at my hotel in their classic 1980s  Toyota Land Cruiser, and as with any good adventure, our first stop was to pick up some "ammo".  Of course, all of it didn't make it into the cooler. 

Along with sampling some of the world's best imported beers (no Imperial for us), we spent the days hiking and photographing hummingbirds, landscapes, and even a late season Resplendent Quetzal nest.  It was also a good chance for me to spend some time getting to know the area before leading a photo workshop there later in the summer.   


After leaving Sevegre, we picked Jen up at the airport and then spent a couple of days just chillaxing at Paulo an Norma's house--better known as "Gringo Lodge".  I also attended my first Karate class, which, of course, was taught only in Spanish.  Despite feeling a little foolish, I actually really enjoyed Karate and would love to take more classes.  Next time in English though!  A couple of days of relaxing did us good, and we bought some bus tickets and headed for Nicaragua (see previous post).


It was really neat to explore an area that was new to us, and Nicaragua is still less traveled than Costa Rica.  We will surely end up spending more time there over the next few years.  Because we wanted to travel light and ride local buses, I left most of my camera gear at the "Gringo Lodge".  Once we got back into San Jose we took a taxi to Paulo and Norma's office and watched another Karate class, because Paulo was practicing for his Black Belt.  Sadly, I sat on the sidelines for this class because Nicaragua had done a number on my digestive tract and I was in no shape to be active.




One of the main reasons we decided to travel to Nicaragua was that I was leading a photo workshop for Foto Verde Tours, but it didn't start until mid-July and thus we had almost three weeks between sending the kids home and starting the workshop.  When the time came for me to start the workshop, Jen headed for the airport to pick up our friend Amy, and I headed for the hotel were I would meet my group.  Despite the fact that Jen and Amy traveled at one point within a mile of where I was with my photo group, I didn't see either of them again until I was back home near the beginning of August.


For the next 12 days, I worked with my group to photograph hummingbirds, frogs, landscapes, and even each other.  Our trip started at a lodge in the lower Caribbean lowlands, where we focused mainly on macro subjects such as frogs and insects. 

We then headed back to Sevegre and the oak forest filled with Quetzals and hummingbirds.  My favorite shot happened as we were driving the steep dirt road back to the highway on our way to the coast.  As we were climbing the hill we looked out the window and noticed a raptor perched in a lichen covered tree.  It all happened so fast that we didn't even have time to identify the bird, as it was out of sight before most of the clients had even seen it.


As our driver stopped and prepared to back up, I had the clients get out their longest lenses and quietly slide open the side windows and prepare to shoot.  We rolled the bus back down the hill until everyone had a clear view between the trees.  I was able to get off just five shots before the immature Red-Tailed Hawk flushed from the tree.  It was a lesson in always being ready to shoot, because you never know what you might come across when you least expect it.  This is one of my favorite images from the trip, because it illustrates the relationship of the bird to its habitat.  I love the character of the oak tree with its hanging lichens and epiphytic plants.  The pose of the bird and the amazing soft light don't hurt the photo either. 

After our experience with the Red-Tailed Hawk, everyone was looking hard for other roadside wildlife opportunities.  With all those eyes, it was hard to miss the Three-Toed Sloth or the Fiery-Billed Aracaris at lunch.

We ended our trip by shooting for a few days around the Jaco area, and having two wonderful sunset photo sessions.   The first was planned as part of our long day coming down from the mountains.  We scouted for a location that offered easy access and lots of possible compositions for our group.  But the second night happened on our way back from spending the day in Manuel Antonio National Park.  Everyone was tired and hungry from being in the sun all day.  The cameras were packed, and half the group was asleep when we came around a corner and I saw fog forming over the tree canopy.  With only moments to spare, we rushed to find a clear vantage point that would allow the last rays of sun to light the fog over the forest.  In typical teaching fashion, I first helped my group to get their cameras set up and firing before I focused on my own shots, and I was so rushed that I forgot my cable release in the bus.  With only moments to work and without the ability to use mirror lockup, I ended up getting just one sharp image when I borrowed a cable release from another photographer.  It was one of those situations when having everything in its place really pays off.  Luckily, it was also a situation when one shot was all that was needed. 
I always love sharing my passion for photography with others, but I also like to focus on my own work before or after guiding in a location.  So before flying home, I spent a few days with my fellow guide, Yehudi, photographing birds and looking for a Glass Frog.  Our search for the frog had us standing knee deep and barefoot in a muddy stream during a rainstorm.  All told, three of us worked together to use one camera to take 3 total frames.  I  ran the camera, Yehudi worked with the lighting, and Yehudi's friend held a garbage bag over the camera in an effort to keep it dry.  There was no way a single person could have gotten the shot alone, so we all shared the file afterwards--a true team effort. 


We also found an Eyelash Viper near Arenal and again worked in a team to create a group of images showing the extremely venomous snake in its environment, rather than just shooting a closeup of it and calling it good.
The last night of my trip ended with a celebration after watching Paulo pass his black belt examination.   Finally, the next day, a 4:30am taxi ride and a very long multi-leg flight landed me back in Sacramento almost 24 hours after I woke up that morning.  

For those photographers who are interested, this summer I carried a wide range of Nikon gear in my large Gura Gear pack.  Warning!  This is the gear that I have chosen works best for me to create my work, but it might not be the right thing for you.  It is a combination of weight, function, and, of course, value/price.
Nikon D3s
Nikon D800
Nikon 16-35 f/4
Nikon 50 f/1.4
Nikon 70-200 f/2.8
Nikon 200-400 f/4
Nikon 105 macro
Nikon 1.4x & 1.7x extenders
Nikon SB800 X 4  (ended up using a friend's LED light panels more)
TTL Pocket Wizards
Zoom H1 audio recorder and Giant Squid Lav mic
Sennheiser MKE 400 shotgun mic
Manfrotto Nano Light stands
Gitzo Tripods
Various articulating Manfrotto arms and super clamps

Knowing I would be mostly shooting wide angle, macro, or telephoto images, I  didn't carry a mid-range zoom to save weight and space.  When I traveled to Nicaragua or hiked distances in Costa Rica, I just carried the D800, 16-35, and 70-200. 

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Nicaragua

For years during our visits to Costa Rica and Panama we had been hearing about Nicaragua and how it was a backpack traveler's paradise.  "The way Costa Rica used to be" is what we kept hearing.  So after sending our student group packing and spending a few days with our friends Paulo and Norma at Sevegre Lodge, we ditched most of the photo gear and headed into the unknown (at least for us).


Paulo and Norma dropped us off at the TransNica bus terminal, and after a long nine hour ride we were left on a street corner in downtown Granada.  After an overpriced taxi ride into the town center, we found a nice clean place to stay just a couple of blocks from the central plaza.  We found Granada to be packed with gringos and expats, and as we expected, there was a hopping tourist night life.  Downtown is not the place to go if you want to really feel the local culture, but for a few nights it was quite fun.

We spent a very memorable night at the Irish pub, coming in second in the pub-quiz and winning a bottle of rum in the process!  (We would have won if it hadn't been for those damn judges not knowing that humans and chimps share more than 50% of their DNA).

After what turned out to be some bad bike karma, we next headed by boat to the island of Ometepe in the middle of Lake Nicaragua.  As with any good developing nation boat trip, a certain amount of bailing was involved.

Perhaps you have heard that Lake Nicaragua is the only freshwater lake in the world with sharks.  There are Bull Sharks, to be exact, of which we saw ZERO!  They were almost fished to extinction in the 60s and 70s and now are very rarely seen, which I guess is good in some ways, because they have been known to attack people.


We spent four nights in a fairly isolated region of the island, made a very muddy/rainy climb up the extinct Madras Volcano one day and added to our bad bike karma another.  Did you know that if you ride down a hill (on the road) and the back rim is shredded in the process you still have to pay for your rental fee as well as the repair?  Not to mention the 45min walk in the hot sun to return the damn thing:-)  After that and the flat we had in Granada, we decided our bike karma for the trip was "No Bueno", and that we shouldn't push our luck again. 

The last place we visited was the popular beach town of San Juan del Sur (and yes, that is a chicken on the bus with us).  San Juan del Sur is also a famous gringo hangout, but for good reason:  lots of good food, world class surf breaks, and incredible beaches.

We did what people are supposed to do in a beach town . . . hang out, drink rum, and relax.  That combined with a little Montezuma's Revenge, led to my reading several books and getting lots of sleep.  We did our last gift shopping of the trip and ended up buying ourselves an amazing locally made ukelele of Cocabola Rosewood and Mahogany.


So after twelve days in three great spots that each offered something different, we ended with the obligatory long hot bus ride back to San Jose, Costa Rica.  Next, Jen is going traveling with our friend Amy while I lead a photo workshop that starts tomorrow morning.  Would I do it again?  Absolutely!  While we love Costa Rica for the wildlife, photography, and our great friends, Nicaragua seems to be calling our names for the adventure part.  Next time we plan to visit the very remote Caribbean coast that takes days by bus just to reach.

For those photographers out there who want to know, since this was not a photo trip, in order to travel more easily I left most of my photo gear in Costa Rica.  I only took my Nikon D800, 16-35, and 70-200, packed in my Lowepro Photosport 200 AW.  While I missed a few shots the setup worked great.

Friday, June 1, 2012

Olympus OM-D EM-5 on Shasta

Big photos small camera!

As an outdoor shooter and backcountry adventurer I have written before about my interest in the new micro 4/3 camera systems and how much weight can be saved by using them.  With interchangeable lenses, no mirrors, electronic view finders, and no waiting when you push the shutter button they fill the void between my full frame cameras and less than ideal point and shoots. 

The one complaint I have had with early micro 4/3 bodies is that viewfinders are an accessory that makes them awkward and less durable.  Often these viewfinders also have a lag time that makes it difficult to capture moving action.

D800 vs EM-5 with similar focal length wide angle lenses
With all the hype about the Olympus OM-D EM-5 micro 4/3 camera I thought it was high time I gave it a shot to see if its built in electronic viewfinder would be up to professional level action work in bright conditions that my previous 4/3 bodies were not.  So two days before heading to Mount Shasta what does the happy little man in the brown truck deliver?  A brand new EM-5 with the 12-50mm lens.  I figured I have 30 days to return it if I don't like it, and taking it on a real mountain adventure for a couple days is a far better real world test then lens charts in the office.

So after shooting about 600 frames while climbing to 14,180ft and skiing 5,000ft how does it compare to my D800?  In terms of actual resolution the D800 is obviously going to beat it, but in terms of real world use how often do I need 20x30 prints from a climbing or skiing adventure?  Aside from lacking the ability to activate the autofocus using a thumb button rather than the shutter button to make focusing and recomposing easier I didn't really miss too much from my D800 or D3s.  The autofocus was fast, the exposures were good once I had the histogram appearing in the viewfinder (remember I was shooting on snow with an untested camera), and the 9 frames a second was great shooting what little action I did come across. 

Overall the climb was more about getting my Dad to the summit and my getting to ski back down, so I didn't focus all my energies on shooting, but the time I did spend was well rewarded with enough publishable images to illustrate a magazine article about climbing with my Dad. 

In a perfect world I wouldn't have to make compromises, but the difference between leaving the camera at home or taking it to a summit makes these compromises worth every ounce saved.  Of course I would prefer to have my D800 with an entire 40lb bag of professional glass, but that would mean I never made the summit.  If I were doing the trip again I wouldn't hesitate to take the EM-5.  This time I would just make sure not to forget the wide angle lens in the car!

Climbing Mount Shasta


A few weeks ago I had the chance to complete a couple goals at once on Mount Shasta.  Nearly 10 years ago to the day I had been Mount Shasta but was turned back due to weather. 

While on the mountain I watched several people skiing back to the car and remember thinking "what the hell am I doing walking, I have to learn to ski".  So fast forward 10 years and this time I have my skis on my pack and my 60+ year old Dad in toe. 


The year my Dad turned 60 he decided he wanted to climb Mt. Rainer and make a dramatic life change in terms of getting in shape and eating better.  So we decided it was time to start getting into the mountains together, starting that year with a summer trip up 14,505 foot Mount Whitney.  The following year he made an attempt on Mount Rainer, but wasn't quite in ready in terms of technical skills and conditioning.  So we decided that climbing Mount Shasta at 14,180ft in  spring using crampons and ice axes would be a good training run for his attempt this coming summer on Rainer. 

My Dad lives in the Seattle area so a friend and I drove North and meet my Dad in Shasta City and spent the night at the Bunny Flat trail head (6,950ft).  We then hiked/skied up to Helen lake at 10,400ft to spend a short night before a very early alpine start up the route while it was still frozen and safe from rock fall. 


After a short rest at the top of Avalanche Gulch and stopping to take lots of photos we made the summit a little before noon.  While the view was amazing, sharing a second 14er with my Dad was something that will be with me the rest of my life.   On the way back down we meet up with my friend who had summited earlier.  He and my Dad started hiking back down so I could complete the second goal of the trip; skiing as much of the mountain as conditions allowed.  
After waiting for the snow to soften till about 2pm, I strapped on my Telemark Skis and enjoyed the best ski run of my life.  5,000ft+ of spring corn with a quick lunch stop at Helen lake to pick up our overnight gear.  All told I skied from about 13,000ft (the summit was too icy) to the car in about an hour and a half.  I was well into a second cold beer and a nap by the time my Dad arrived back at the car. 

My Dad got the summit, I got my ski...  Success for all!

Friday, May 18, 2012

Shutterbug Bald Eagle Cover

Just found out Shutterbug Magazine chose to use one of my Bald Eagle images on the cover of this year's Digital Photography How-To Guide. I also have as smaller shot of Mount Whitney with a full moon to accompany my article on getting sharp images out of telephoto lenses. More to come...