Chasing the fall colors in Colorado is probably on every landscape photographer’s bucket list. Having recently moved back to the state, I was eager to join the chase as well.
Over two weekends in latter half of September I revisited some of my favorite areas of the state.
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I was recently visiting family in NYC and had a free afternoon in Manhattan. While I had a wishlist a mile long of possible photography spots, especially if fall colors were cooperating, the weather had other ideas. I generally don’t mind shooting in poor weather – sometimes I even enjoy it – but on this day it was really pouring and most trees in Central Park weren’t showing fall colors.
So, onto Plan B.
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The outdoors and travel were my first passions, and photography became a natural extension of those pursuits. I love setting goals and making shit happen, so with my 40th birthday a little more than 4 years out, I saw it as the perfect opportunity to create a challenge that will get me doing more of the things I love.
Farewell, San Francisco. Nearly two years to the day since I arrived, I bid you adieu.
It’s not you. Really. Granted some things grew old – the traffic, petty crime, conversations about kale – but you offered so much more. Despite being such a big city, your small neighborhoods felt like anywhere but, and offered a lifetime of exploration.
This spring I had the great opportunity to visit South Africa, as well as Lesotho and Swaziland. The genesis of the trip was an invite from a friend who was going to visit another friend in Kruger National Park, who is a researcher there. This afforded some behind-the-scenes experiences, including going along for buffalo captures (brief captures to collect data and then release them). In addition to our time with the researchers, we had several days on our own in Kruger, as well as time in Johannesburg, Swaziland, and Lesotho.
Since I typically shoot landscapes, it was a fun change of pace to have such a strong focus on wildlife (later in the trip, in Lesotho, I did predominantly shoot landscapes). As with any trip, no matter how new or familiar, I always take away a few lessons learned, or at least confirmations of past lessons. In no particular order…