Atchafalaya River Basin
A pair of bald cypress trees in the Atchafalaya River basin.
The Trona Pinnacles appear as Apostles as thin wisps of clouds cross the Panamint Valley.
The rock formations and the clouds make the Alabama Hills one of my favorite stops anytime I'm in the Eastern Sierra.
At the southern end of the Panamint Valley, these delicate formations are a photographer's paradice!
It is not easy to take a picture of a 350 foot tall tree! This digital infrared vertical panorama of the Founders Tree does not do justice to the sheer scale of these amazing creatures. Incredible to behold!
Another day of interesting clouds in the crazy formations along Movie Road.
A monochrome version of the foliage in Owens Valley reveals texture and tone like a finely woven tapestry.
Even manmade landscapes tell expressive stories. Oh the tales this machinery could share after nine decades of iron production from raw ore!
Some of the strangest formations I've ever seen exist in the valleys east of the Sierra. While photographing this partiuclar formation, I had an odd feeling that I had seen places like this in the Dr. Suess stories I read to my daughter long ago.
Even manmade landscapes tell expressive stories. Especially when mammatus clouds momentarily appear as a frontal boundary passes overhead. Usually that means rain, and, sure enough, my buddies and I just finished shooting and made it back to the truck when the skies opened!
The rocks and boulders in the Alabama Hills are some of the most bizarre natural features you will ever see.
The Cyclops Arch overlooking the Sierra Nevada Mountain range during a long exposure.
Ice bubbles frozen in space and time create a wonderful foreground in the this view across the Saskatchewan River.
Layers of pine trees caught my eye while driving along the Icefields Parkway in Banff National Park.
An old schoolhouse is on its last legs in the Eastern Washington state area known as the Palouse.
A gibbous moon poses over Stonehenge. Nothing more to say about that!
The world's first iron bridge still stands in Ironbridge Gorge in Shropshire, England. It was built in 1779. They had not yet invented rivets and bolts, so it is held together by iron wedges and nails. At least that is how I remember it!
Growing up, I drove past this dilapidated Pullman car a thousand times. During a recent visit back home, it was just too photogenic to pass again. This train ran on the old passenger rail line that connected Danville to surrounding communities.
I made this image on my first trip to White Pockiet during an Adamus tour. Wow, what a cool place. Easy to see why so many photographers make the effort to get there. It is not that easy to get to, but I'll be back as often as I can!
This tree just off Highway 395 in Owens Valley has a favorite of mine for years. On last visit, I finally stopped to photograph it. I processed this as a high-key monochrome because I thought that freed the spirit of this beauty the way I recall feeling it during our encounter.