Midi Plage
From my first walk along the water after arriving in Cannes for Lions 2011.
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Lake Ontario Rainbow
A few minutes from Niagara Falls, the storm broke and let light shine north to the lake. I couldn’t pull off the highway in time to catch the full arc.
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Turbulence
Upstream of the main falls, there are plenty of interesting locations to watch the water. This long exposure captures the junction of the churn and the constant flow of the Niagara River.
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Rapids and a Bird
When the veil of fog and rain finally lifted, there was yet more water. The rapids upstream of the falls have a lot of character, and stand in stark contrast to the still, leafless trees.
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Frigid Falls
New Year’s Day meant a long drive from Toronto to Baltimore. It was a slight detour to visit the Falls, but worth the diversion to spend a few hours walking along the water.
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Broken Crate
After a long hiatus from posting pictures, I’m back with something somewhat new. This is a 3 shot (-2, 0, +2) HDR of the Gulf Of Mexico, processed using the amazing tools in the new Photoshop. More to come, I hope, and sooner than six months.
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Swamp Water
Another from the swamp in Edgewood, about a half hour north of Baltimore. It should be worth returning in a few months amidst the snow and frozen water.
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Broken Sky
Shot from a moving van after visiting the Seno Otway penguin colony, I just missed a Ñandu (similar to an Ostrich) that was running across the field. This shot was skipped on the first pass, but pulled out now because I haven’t posted anything in forever. So much for one a week!
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La Jolla and the June Gloom
June is one of the few months that the San Diego area sees clouds, cold and even rain, and my short visit had all of the above. It was still a spectacular weekend, although I didn’t take nearly as many photos as I had hoped.
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Pier Light
I’m still considering just how to process this shot, and if it even belongs here. I go back and forth between this and a B&W version, but I like the vintage look for this one.
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Bridge and Hill
In reviewing the photos from this trip, I found several that I never got around to editing. This is the first from that “new” group.
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Back to Basics
I awake to long blasts of the ship’s horn. Figuring the ferry is pulling into one of the first stops, I grab my camera and head above deck. Expecting to see Ios or Naxos, I instead recognize the rock walls and caldera of Santorini, the last stop. Passengers are pulling luggage through the halls and toward their cars on the vehicle deck. A family is applying suncreen at the stairs to the exit. It’s not yet 8 am but I’m not the only one salivating for gyros on shore.
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“Orange Juice, Coca Cola, Yes, Please!”
The internal debate over the precise details of my Athens itinerary continues right through the airplane’s descent into the city. Stay a night, see the sights then move over the horizon to the islands? Or pack in a days’ worth of photography and hyperaggrivation and take an overnight ferry to gyros paradise?
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This kind of thing was not supposed to happen
I [dropcap]I[/dropcap] was shopping. After years of abuse, I finally retired some much-loved and oft-abused travel clothes. Pants that had climbed (and slid down) a Moroccan mountain. A shirt whose longevity was inversely proportional to its 8 dollar price tag. Shoes that had seen more than a dozen countries on four continents. And while this gear was like my travel family, its best days were behind me.
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All Good Things…
Swimming a few hundred metres from the shore of Perivolous beach, I pause to look back to shore. The early evening sun is still warm and bright and soaking everything in a luxurious, golden hue. The water is calm and exquisitely refreshing after a day spent lounging on the sand.
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Still Lucky(‘s)
The glistening Aegean Sea is smooth as glass and on the approach to land in Santorini, the plane skims Kamari beach with its tavernas and cliffs and umbrellas and volcanic rocks. Home, sweet home.
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The Beach
I came to Ayvalik, Turkey, for a photo. A photo, more specifically, of the incredible beach with its coloured umbrellas and food and mountainous Greek isles on the horizon. This is the image on the cover of my guidebook, and I’m clearly poaching their idea.
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Getting Lucky(‘s)
Santorini was meant to be a one-night stand: a quick reunion with an island I loved my last time in Greece, while en route to the uncharted territory of Crete and Rhodes. My first visit to Santorini sold me on a place with fabulous volcanic beaches (take your pick of red, black or white sand).
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Club Bled
Set on an emerald blue lake, surrounded by the gentle mountains that mark the beginning of the Julian Alps, Bled has been a tourist favourite for decades. About a hundred decades, in fact, as the resort town of 5000 people is celebrating its thousandth year.
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Nice Nice
Welcome to Cannes, where the idle rich luxuriate and vaporize large sums of their money, all in shocking disregard for struggling backpackers. While beach chairs and umbrellas rent for €30 outside the Cannes Inter-Continental (€400 and above per night), the sand on the free slice of beach, with the backpacking, pasta-and-sauce eating, tap-water-drinking proletariat, is every bit as nice.
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