Covered Bridge

I took advantage of the skies this morning to go photograph this covered bridge that I passed several weeks ago.

Cheers,

Marc

Comet C/2023 A3 (Tsuchinshan-ATLAS)

 Catherine and I stepped outside to see the comet in our neighborhood this evening. So cool to see!

Cheers,

Marc

Pennsylvania explored

We had a ton of rain come through Thursday night into Friday afternoon, but the clouds cleared off after dinner. Since it was Friday evening, I decided I'd go photograph the sunset and stars at a couple of places I have discovered on my motorcycle rides.

First up was Laughlin Mill in Newville. I thought it might make a decent sunset location, but on this night (no clouds) discovered it will probably be a better sunrise.

From there I headed up into the hills to a little country church - Sheaffers Valley. I was treated to a pretty sunset.

I waited another hour or so for full dark, and then photographed the Milky Way. Light pollution made processing this very tricky - the light sky in the left side of the frame is light from Harrisburg.

Cheers,

Marc

7,000 miles. 19 States. 2 Bison encounters. 1 epic trip! - part 2

After Yellowstone, I made my way to Ten Sleep, WY (via the Beartooth and Chief Joseph Scenic Byways - but wind was a scary deterrent at altitude!) to spend the night, and then Devil's Tower National Monument via Crazy Woman Canyon. There is a story behind the name, but once I rode through the area and saw Crazy Woman (everything) stores/etc., it all made more sense. It was a little gravel road through a canyon with a couple of huge boulder areas. I'd go back to camp there, but enjoyed the Big Horn mountains quite a bit more.

I linked up with my buddy Jason, who accompanied me for the rest of the trip as this year's Moto Mountain Man adventure, at Devil's Tower. We got a decent sunset, clear skies for stars, and then a nice sunrise at Devil's Tower. We stayed at the KOA, which meant showers and laundry (both needed and appreciated!).

From there we made our way to the Black Hills of South Dakota. We rode the Spearfish Canyon, Needles Highway (twice), and the Iron Mountain road to Mt. Rushmore. We camped there two nights, which meant we had time to ride and day trip the area. I will definitely go back to hit some of the gravel roads through the area.

This was also where we had the second bison encounter. We were riding the Needles highway and came around a blind curve, when lo and behold, another dumdum in a white car was stopped to photograph a bison on the left side of the road, just standing in the ditch. We hit the brakes hard to avoid colliding with the car, when Jason saw the bison and said into our intercoms "go, go, go!". We both passed the dumdum (thankfully no oncoming traffic), but could have practically slapped the bison on the butt on our way past!

We then rode to the Badlands National Park. Along the way we took shelter from a severe thunderstorm (complete with close lightning and thunder and hail) under an abandoned hotel's awning. Shortly after we got there, two dudes from Canada showed up to also take shelter. We chatted for about 30 minutes waiting out the storm.

All that rain meant the temperatures were down a bit. We rode through Badlands in early July in the 70*'s - fantastic!

From there we rode through Nebraska (the Survey Valley was very pretty and remote), Kansas, and Oklahoma on our way to the Ozarks. We had a couple of nights there, so we could day trip some roads. Arkansas was nice, but the (in)famous Pig Trail just didn't live up to the Blue Ridge or Cherohala Parkways (imho).

We made our way to the Tail of the Dragon: 318 curves in 11 miles. That was a workout, but a complete blast! After that we rode the Blue Ridge Parkway, then Highway 16 through Virginia (the "Back of the Dragon") and West Virginia, followed by Highway 555 in Ohio.

All told, I rode more than 7,000 miles to get to Pennsylvania, through 19 States, in about a month. I'm tired, but ready to explore what Pennsylvania has to offer. More than that, I am ready for Catherine and the kids to join me.

Cheers,

Marc

7,000 miles. 19 States. 2 Bison encounters. 1 epic trip! - part 1

Whoo - I think I am still decompressing and absorbing this latest trip. I kicked off 19 June and signed in to my next duty station on 19 July. I was on the move for the overwhelming majority of that time on my motorcycle. Catherine and the kids/young adults drove to Memphis - I'll let her tell that story if she wants. Suffice it to say, as of the 20th, they still aren't here.

I got a nice, early start to my trip. I had originally planned to ride around Mt. Rainier, but since Chinook and Cayuse passes were open, I took a chance. There was still plenty of snow at altitude, but the roads were clear.

I made my way through central and eastern Washington, to include a trip to Palouse Falls. I camped for the night at Field Springs State Park, which was a nice way to finish the day. There were a couple of RV'ers there, but they were quiet.

Next day I headed south and thoroughly enjoyed riding the Rattlesnake Grade through Washington and into Oregon. The road was amazing, switching from high desert into montane and sub-alpine terrain. I continued on through the Wallowa area and Hells Canyon. Both of those areas deserve more time to really explore!

However, I was on a schedule and needed to get to Idaho (Nampa - near Boise) for an off-road motorcycle course.

The course was two days of in the field instruction followed by a day of riding, really putting those lessons into practice. I am really pleased with how I did, only a couple of falls (deep sand, loose rock) - really only hurt feelings/pride! The course really paid for itself immediately after, and again here in Pennsylvania. The photo below is one that the instructor/school took - this was a very tame section, but still not to be underestimated on a 500# bike!

Part of the appeal to the trip for me was to put the course into action. We actually rode fairly close to the Leslie Gulch area for our instruction, but I had planned to go there camping. Once the course was done, I got up the next morning with a fully loaded bike and headed deep into the Owyhee wilderness for a night. They have these amazing volcanic tuff rocks/towers that I really wanted to experience first-hand.

I had the campground to myself, which was a treat. I got up close to midnight to photograph the Milky Way core coming up over the tuff. I am pretty pleased with how those turned out.

I was supposed to camp the next night at Seven Devil's campground in Idaho, but the campground wasn't open. The roads were cleared all the way to the top (9,000'ish feet) from snow, but downed trees kept the campground closed. I still wanted to see the lake, so I rode up to see it. It was a bit of a challenge to find, mostly because the trails to it were still covered in snow, and finding rocks to hop on (to spare the soft grasses and flowers) was time consuming...but totally worth it! I rode back down into 95*F temps and decided to find a hotel, with AC. The next morning I rode into Montana and spent a night weathering thunderstorms. I then made my way to Yellowstone National Park.

I camped at the Madison campground on the west side of Yellowstone. I got up to photograph the Milky Way and was treated to some pink airglow (northern lights?). The photo below captures the entire Milky Way arch - basically a 180* panorama!

I'll end with the bison story (well, the first one). As I was leaving Yellowstone, I got caught behind some dufus in a white car. He stopped to iPhone photograph a bison on the (driver's) side of the road, stopping over the double yellow line (meaning no one could get past him). He eventually moved on, but the bison decided to cross the road at the same time. It was just me and the bison - no car to protect me if he decided to charge. He stopped in my lane, swiveled his big fat head to stare at me for 15-30 seconds. I didn't make eye contact to avoid provoking a charge - which either worked or didn't - but he didn't charge. He eventually meandered into the meadow on the other side of the rode, and I was able to make an escape. I hope to never repeat such a situation again!

Cheers, 

Marc

Leah's Graduation

It's official - Leah has graduated from high school!

To say that we are proud of her, is an understatement!

She graduated with honors, no surprise there!

Nancy came to help us celebrate.

Cheers!

Marc

Mt. St. Helens day trip

Nancy came to visit for Leah's graduation, which happens later this week. Before we leave Washington, Ian wanted to visit Mt. St. Helens again, so we loaded the family into the van and made it a day trip.

We started with lunch in Longview, on the Columbia River. The weather was cool and the restaurant was packed, so we ate at a table outside. Afterwards we made our way to the Coldwater Visitor Center.

After exploring that for a bit, we went down to Coldwater Lake, because Leah saw an interesting boardwalk on the lake that she wanted to walk - maybe a 20 minute out and back with plenty of time for photos.

We stopped at a restaurant on the way out for desert - huckleberry cobbler with huckleberry ice cream, except Leah who got the chocolate lave cake.

Cheers!

Marc

More fun with the new camera

Nothing new here - just working with the new camera and flashes.

Plus I thought I'd play with some black and white.

Cheers,

Marc

Portrait time!

With a new camera, and largely also because it had been FAR too long, I dragged everyone in front of the camera...my favorite people!

Otherwise, nothing new to say.

Other than happy Mother's Day!

Cheers,

Marc

Coronal Mass Ejection - Aurora!

After returning from the camping trip with Ian, I loaded up the motorcycle for a tour on the Forest Service Roads around the Olympic Peninsula. It was a lovely ride Friday across the southern stretch of the Olympic National Forest and Park - I really saw only 2 cars (though the road was remote and rough, I didn't expect even them).

It was nearly noon when I emerged from the forest on the south west corner, and knew I wanted to camp at Lake Crescent on the northern edge of the park, so I made my way there as the campground was first come first served. I planned to set up camp, get up at midnight to photograph the Milky Way reflected in the lake, go back to sleep, and then head home.

When I woke to my alarm at midnight, I immediately knew something wasn't quite right - the sky was too bright. That didn't stop me (and I am glad it did not). I made the short walk in the darkness from my campsite to the lakeshore, and was surprised to see loads of people there staring at the sky.

It doesn't look like this to the naked eye - more like bright wispy clouds, but the camera with its longer exposure time saw the color. What should have been a 30-minute photo excursion turned into 2 hours. I never had the place to myself, but the aurora really got better as time went on. It started with this red and green, but then progressed to the "dancing" lights so often described. It really was a neat experience.

Cheers,

Marc

Columbia River Gorge

It has been raining and raining here - but we finally lucked out and hit a string of nice days. I am taking a week of vacation, but Catherine and I had a sudden change in plans. Thankfully, Ian was willing to come camping with me.

We went to see the wildflowers at Rowena Crest on the east side of the Columbia River Gorge. On the way there, we took a short hike to see Falls Creek Falls, but the Forest Service Road leading there was not in good shape. We also got lucky in that a pickup truck was ahead of us, and a pothole filled with water nearly swallowed the thing - so I backed up until I could turn the van around. We went with plan B, Panther Creek Falls.

After that we drove to Rowena Crest to scout the place out for sunrise photos. Unfortunately, the flowers were a bit past prime - but not so far past to stop me from going back. We headed to our campsite, a place managed by the Corps of Engineers (near a damn of the Columbia River). It was free, but had no fire rings - so we left. Next stop was an Oregon state park. They had spaces and fire rings, but literally every square foot had goose poop in it...on to campground #3. We crossed the Columbia River into Washington, and that campground was just right (or so we thought).

We both slept like garbage because the trains on both sides of the river, with sound magnified by the cliffs on our side, ran every 15-30 minutes. We got up at 2 am to go photograph the Stonehenge WWI Memorial and the Milky Way.

After that, we made the 30 minute drive to Rowena Crest where I photographed the sunrise. The lack of clouds made the sky pretty drab - but we had the place to ourselves that with the very still air and chilly temps made for a pleasant stroll.

Cheers,

Marc

Sunrise and Sunset

I was officially released from my sling for my shoulder surgery - and on top of a long, wet, and dreary winter combined with clear skies and 70* temps forecasted, I decided to tempt fate and do some road tripping.

I got up very early to be back in Oregon to photograph the Milky Way over Mt. Hood. That didn't turn out, but sunset did!

Catherine and I were there the week prior, but had only rain and clouds to contend with. This time, I lucked out with the sun cresting the horizon from directly behind the Mt. Hood.

There were quite a few people to keep me company, it was a popular day to be out. After that I made my way to the Olympic peninsula - Ruby Beach to be specific. I actually did a little hike in the Hoh rainforest, but made my way back to the beach in time for sunset. Aside from being way more out in the boonies, it was also way more crowded than the viewpoint for Mt. Hood.

While the sun was still up, this arch was Instagram-influencer-central. While I have removed several people with the magic of Photoshop, none of them were in the arch with the sun shining through. I just had to wait for the crowds to head home. I also stuck around for the stars to come out; those were nice enough photos, just not worth sharing.

Best wishes,

Marc