I remain ever vigilant.
Peace.
A Photography Blog.
Kind of a shame. But oh well... a photographer continues moving on. Bigger, badder sensors, and custom curves and all that.
But just for old times sake here's a shot of my big brother with a "trophy" bass from the Greenbrier River in WV. (ca 1973.) Good times. Great film.
"Kodachrome... they gives us those nice bright colors, gives us the greens of summer, makes you think all the world's a sunny day... Oh yeah."
Cheers.
In fact, in the '50s and '60s National Geographic photographers often carried with them red scarves or shirts for use when the color didn't happen to be around "naturally." (That practice, today, is frowned upon but likely not strictly enforced... if you know what I mean!)
Every now and then you do get lucky, though. I was making my rounds down at the canal yesterday when in the distance I saw this fellow on a bike headed my way. I quickly got myself into position, composed the shot, then waited for him to enter the scene.

Looking at it now, I think I should have laid flat on the ground. This would have eliminated the light brown path he's riding on. It's a bit of a distraction I think. Ah well, next time!
Cheers.

Today he was seen at Great Falls. After having just finished devouring a baby deer, he jumped up on this ledge gave a threatening growl and bounded off into the wilds; gone as quickly as he came.
Keep your eyes peeled!

Cheers.