Virginia City sits right in the heart of the old Comstock Silver Rush and prospered in the 1860s. It is considered to be one of the oldest established communities in the state of Nevada. The town is now a National Historic Landmark and is a lot of fun to visit, but one of the most interesting things in the town is actually the cemetery. The cemetery is walking distance from the down town and has grave sites of many old settlers, minors and inhabitance of Virginia City. This headstone is one of the many interesting and beautiful that can be found here.
This is a classic shot of the lower Yosemite Falls taken from the bride. The power of this falls is felt by the mist, wind and sound that is created as the water cascades off this final ledge as it enters Yosemite Valley. There is enough force to push mist and wind down to where I am composing the shot, enough to make me have to wipe down the lens between shots.
A couple months ago I hiked down to photograph one of the several flumes that follow the Truckee River through the canyon between Truckee and Verdi. During the winter after many very cold days the water that continually leaks out freezes into incredible icicles and ice sculptures. For years I have driven by on my way up or down the hill and finally I decided to hike down and photograph them. My main goal was to photograph the flume and the ice, but as I was photographing I saw these two Canadian Geese wonder buy.
In a walk around downtown Reno last week I shot this as I walked under the Wells Street Overpass. I was attracted to the shapes, lines and contrast. I do not shoot too much urban work, but I do enjoy the change. Urban settings offer a whole new set of compositional elements.
The Black Rock Desert in Northern Nevada is one of the most desolate places I have ever been – Miles of flat cracked playa in the summer and almost a shallow lake of wet mud in the winter. But, once a year an entire city is built there for a week.
The mountains that ring the south end of Avalanche Lake obviously suffer from the event for which this lake was named for. The remains of hundreds of trees that were victims of those avalanches cover the north end of the lake. But in early winter the lake is a peaceful place to watch to weather pass over the ridge line. This lake is in the west side of Glacier National Park in Montana.