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The name says it all. Taken many years ago as my first attempt at doing long exposures at the ocean. The sunset was magnificent.
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Jaguar enjoying a snooze in a warm spot on a warm day,at Chester zoo.
Low angle view on flowering tulips, Voorhout, South Holland, The Netherlands
You just have to love the big toys. That power to move whatever you want.
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"Some people look at big things, and other people look at very small things, but in a sense, we're all trying to understand the world around us."
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Big Ben is the nickname for the Great Bell of the clock at the north end of the Palace of Westminster in London and is usually extended to refer to both the clock and the clock tower as well. The tower is officially known as Elizabeth Tower, renamed to celebrate the Diamond Jubilee of Elizabeth II in 2012; previously, it was known simply as the Clock Tower.
When completed in 1859, it was, says clockmaker Ian Westworth, “the prince of timekeepers: the biggest, most accurate four-faced striking and chiming clock in the world.” The tower had its 150th anniversary on 31 May 2009, during which celebratory events took place.
A British cultural icon, the tower is one of the most prominent symbols of the United Kingdom and is often in the establishing shot of films set in London
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Succulents cling to the edge of a cliff along the Pacific Coast Highway in Big Sur.
A section of Big Rock Falls along Mill Prong creek as we descended down to Rapidan Camp (aka Camp Hoover). We stopped here to take photos, but off screen there was a family of 5 that had stopped to take a dip in the water. A little cold for my liking, but ok. Thankfully, I was able to get a few shots without anyone in them.
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big blue sky and enough pink to bring a smile
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The road from Crater Lake to Bend is roughly 2 and a half hours…throw in some ice on the roads and it adds about 30 minutes to the trek. We rolled into Bend about 8:45 on Saturday night. First order of business, get some McDonalds value menu. I’m not a huge fan of McDonalds…even though its debatable whether Rob’s entire caloric intake on a given week might come from the meat clown. Despite the affect it has on my gut…McDonalds wasn’t too awful.
When dinner was done we hit the Wal-Mart…not to scope out a campsite but to get some ‘dope’ for Rob’s ailing back. When I say dope I’m referring to Tylenol PM…he just called it his ‘dope’
Full bellies, and pain relievers in our possession we hit the road to Sparks Lake.
Bend Oregon needs a new city planner. The roads in that place are really confusing….not only are they marked horribly, saying one thing and then changing street names at random, but they all end in some freaky turn-a-bout that will lead you off in bizarre directions…not remotely close to where you desire.
After three or four scenic tours of Bend and its lovely downtown area, and one stop at a elementary school for the dogs to relieve themselves we finally hit the correct route to Sparks Lake.
The drive to Sparks lake begins on a cold, but snow free stretch of pavement called the “Cascade Lakes Highway” 10 minutes outside Bend the Cascade Lakes highway becomes a snow and ice riddled wonderland. Driving a van on this road kicked up my anxiety meter an extra notch. I kept asking Rob,
“How much farther? Are we close? What does the map say?”
When we were but 3 miles away from the lake’s turnoff the road dead-ended into what I can only describe as the worlds largest snow-a-bout. It was a huge icy expanse now home to the Bend Ski Area parking lot. I guess, when it snows…they close the road at the ski park. We asked a couple of local mullets idling in the parking lot which way the lake was…they informed us the road was closed, and there was no access.
It was nearing 11pm and we still had no place to go. The thermometer in the car read 3 degrees. WOW, that’s COLD! Maybe it was better that the lake was closed…it couldn’t have been any warmer. We had a vague plan in place as to where we wanted to shoot and at which times of day…so when option #1 failed…we moved to the next in line.
Big Lake is about 30 minutes outside Sisters Oregon. Neither of us had been there, or heard much about it. The only thing I knew for certain was that it offered a pretty nice view of Mt. Washington, one of the many jagged triangular peaks that poke up all over central Oregon.
The beginning of the drive to Big Lake had me feeling confident.
“Well at least there won’t be any snow…or ice to deal with here.”
The second we turned off the highway towards Big Lake, the road turned to snow and ice….judging by the tire tracks (and lack there of)on the roadway not a whole ton of folks venture up that way when it snows. The closer we got to Big Lake…the worse the road conditions got, and the more we slid all over the road….chaining up would’ve been advisable…but cold…so we didn’t do it. I just death gripped the wheel and went slow. There was one point we almost went over into the ditch.
“Nice recovery” Rob says.
That little episode sealed the deal…the first semi-level piece of ground I found, I pulled over, and called it quits. We were IN the Big Lake campground…We’d just have to find the lake in the morning…it couldn’t be TOO hard. I was pulled off the road just enough a car could get by…should anyone be out there with us with temps nearing 10 degrees.
After some shuffling of gear, we managed to set up the van to sleep 2 people and 2 dogs. Comfort was not really a motivating factor….it was all about fitting. Honestly, it wasn’t as bad as I anticipated. The dogs found space at the foot of the sleeping bags…and Rob and his gi-normous sleeping pad took up the rest of the space. HAHA. Actually, I was able to procure a little of the massive pad for my own comfort…so it wasn’t bad. We both changed into our snow-gerie for optimal sleeping warmth….leggings, toppings, pants, jackets, 3 pairs of socks, 2 shirts…and that was just me.
Dressed for the worst I went to set the alarm clock…
I forgot batteries in the clock.
Time to say a little prayer that the Lord will use our internal clocks to wake us up in time for sunrise. I didn’t drive all the way to this lake in Hoth-like conditions to oversleep.
The sleeping was cold. I’m not sure but I would bet money it was in the low single digits by 2 or 3am. I had added a hat to help manage the cold…and still I was chilled in my 0’rated bag. Then I did what I had to do, grabbed Duke’s big fuzzy rear and hauled him in my sleeping bag. He helped a lot…and I slipped in to sleepy time.
It’s a good thing God has other ways to wake us besides our internal clocks…because mine was ALL jacked up. Rob was doped to the gills on Tylenol PM…so his was also not functioning at its best either….yet, the strangest thing happened.
I woke from a DEAD sleep to the sound of a car driving by…in the dark. Not a normal car…but a Datsun like thing…not remotely equipped for snow travel. There would be NO reason for anyone to be there. They were LEAVING…so they weren’t at the lake for fishing, photographing, hiking or anything else. We’d seen the campground…and nobody was there when we stopped at 1am.
I wonder what time it is?
I asked Rob what time his watch said.
His arm listlessly plopped out of his cocoon so the watched faced me.
WAKE UP. I said…it’s after 6. Blessings from above for sure.
We got our boots on, grabbed the camera gear and set out looking for the lake. Luckily the lake was RIGHT by the van. Unluckily…we had no clue where the vantage point was to see Mt. Washington.
The sun was starting to light the sky…and we couldn’t even SEE Mt. Washington. In my haste to find the right spot…I tried to name a nearby tree filled butte Mt Washington…and steer us towards that. Fortunately for me, the REAL Mt Washington soon came into view…and proved me an idiot for thinking my butte was even close to the real thing.
Once the Mountain was in view…it was only a matter of time before we’d scouted out spots to shoot from…and then witnessed one of the most amazing sunrises ever.
Wow. Mornings don’t start out much better…
Big Ben is the nickname for the Great Bell of the clock at the north end of the Palace of Westminster in London, and is usually extended to refer to the clock and the clock tower.
California's Big Sur is one of the world's most scenic drives. More can be learned at: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Big_Sur
The "Big Bend" of Big East River at Arrowhead Provincial Park, Huntsville, Ontario, Canada.
This is a shot near Mouse Creek Falls on Big Creek in the GSMNP. This is one of the hundreds, if not thousands of cascades like this along Big Creek. This is a place that you could go back to many times and come away with a different take every time. Hope you enjoy, and Happy Mother's Day to all the Mom's out there!
On an overcast day near the town of Big Pine, California.
Four vertical images stitched in Photoshop.
Camping at Big Sur - between 6:00 and 8:00 a.m. down at a small rocky beach - a hike down from the camp site.. beautiful location.. beautiful morning.
Misty Sunrise at Big Moor near White Edge Moor in the Peak District
Early Moring and a Big cloud Day! Ben Lomond mountain in Utah.
Big Spring International Park (also known as Big Spring Park) is located in downtown Huntsville, Alabama
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Taken at Pfeiffer Beach in Big Sur at sunset. Love this beach, it is like a photographer playground. This year, I plan to do my homework more on tides and sun position before going. I did luck in on sun position by accident for this one. But, I had a car load of people I was taking to dinner so unfortunately like an idiot I had on dress shoes and pants and had only planned on a couple quick shots. But.. had to get this shot so I ended up standing in 3 feet of water for about an hour. They didn't mind since they had a lot of laughs watching. Anyhow, we ended up getting wine, a fire and smores on a beach instead so it turned out to be a great night after all. I miss those shoes though... 3 shot HDR about 10 seconds a shot.
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Big Tsaritsyno Palace built in 1786-1796 Matvey Kazakov, respectively. Palace became the main building for the residence of Catherine II.
Big Ben is the nickname for the Great Bell of the clock at the north end of the Palace of Westminster in London, and often extended to refer to the clock and the clock tower.
It's not too simple to take a good shot here, in the daytime too many people walking around making difficult to stand and do a good job. In the night was really cold, but you can take long exposures and take advantage of beautiful trails left by the red buses.
big swells from a low pressure system off the coast.
sketch from memory after a walk on the beach
testing winsor+newton sketch book
One of the rare placid sections of Big Creek, just above the Big Creek Campground in Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Immediately downstream from this location, the creek resumes its normal cascading, tumbling form. Big Creek begins approximately ten miles upstream from this location, near the Appalachian Trail on the main ridge of the park. For most of its length, the Big Creek Trail follows very closely to the water, slowly gaining elevation. My hike (50 miles, 3 nights) started here, and continued 5.1 miles up the Big Creek Trail until crossing the river and heading up the Gunter Fork Trail.
Fall along Big Creek, Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Big Creek is the north eastern portions of the park, and is relatively easily accessible from I-40. This is one of those rare creek shots that looks interesting looking downstream. Here's an earlier shot looking upstream:
big lagoon state park, california
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I took this capture of The Big Apple in Wrentham, Massachusetts.
Big Apple Farm Store
207 Arnold Street, Wrentham, MA 02093
ساعة بيغ بن أو بيج بن (بالإنجليزية
: Big Ben)
الشهيرة في لندن، بدأ عملها 3 يونيو عام 1859، يرجع اسمها إلى اختصار اسم بنجامين هول وزير الأشغال البريطاني آنذاك، والذي أشرف على تنفيذ مشروع الساعة وتصميم برجها، وتعد الساعة التي تزن حوالي 12.5 طن ومثبتة في برج لندن من أهم المعالم التي يحرص السائحين على زيارتها.
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