In 2020 I started keeping track of how many photos I actually took, and in 2021 I kept at it and even added to it a bit, keeping track by type of outing (wildlife, landscape, around town, etc.).
While looking back at my favorite photos tells part of the story of the year for me, looking at the numbers is equally fun – at least for me. 🙂
So, how did 2021 turn out?
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2021, the extended transition from 2020 to 2022? However it will be described, it was an interesting year on many fronts and, in looking back, not a bad one at all for us.
As I try to do each year, I’ve selected 20 30 (I tried to get it down to 20, but gave up) of my favorite images of the year. It’s always fun to look back, see where I’ve been, and relive moments that seem so long ago but really were not.
Here are my personal top 30 from 2021.
This past fall we were fortunate to travel internationally for the first time in two years. We chose Iceland and the Faroe Islands for their relatively easy access (i.e. direct flight from Denver), manageable travel restrictions, and the fact that most of our activities would be outdoors.
We had both been to Iceland before separately and had seen the sites closer to Reykjavik, so for this trip, we headed to the western side of Iceland to experience Snaefellsnes and the Westfjiords region.
I’ll post photos from the second portion of the trip, to the Faroe Islands, soon.
Happy New Year and safe travels in 2022!
One of the things I love about travel is the tales you come across, from the religious-based, to mythology, to folklore. They can seem so ridiculous on the one hand, and yet oddly charming on the other. I just imagine the circumstances that led to the genesis of these stories (I mean, assuming they’re not real…), and I suspect that at least in the northern latitudes that the fickle weather and long nights of winter had something to do with their creation.
Here are three such tales from the Faroe Islands that we heard while visiting there this fall.
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This summer I spent a morning in Rocky Mountain National Park and made my way to Alberta Falls. This is one of the most popular hikes in the park – a well-built trail, only about a mile, and a great payoff at the end. In part due to that popularity, I hadn’t been to the falls in some time, or just briefly looked that direction while heading further down the trail.
On this particular day, I decided to stop and take some photos. It was early, I had time to spare, and the crowds had yet to arrive.
The photos I got were some of my favorite from the day. And while editing, I got to wondering when I actually last photographed here. So, through the archives I went, and, to my surprise, it had been 17 years since I last photographed Alberta Falls. Thousands of photos in RMNP since and not one of Alberta. No wonder it was so fun to photograph again.
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