Wind River Range 2022

The week before Labor Day 2022, Scott and I did a fabulous six day lolly pop loop from the Scab Creek Trailhead into the Bridger Wilderness of Wyoming. We pushed it on day two to get to a private peninsula halfway up the east side of Rainbow Lake where I made my best ever Milky Way images. On day three we moved camp a short distance to near the outlet of Lee Lake and did a most excellent day hike to Noel Lake and the Continental Divide. Well above treeline, at the base of Nylon Peak, Noel Lake was an instant classic and is high on my list of the most stunning alpine lakes I’ve ever seen. The next day we would visit Donna and take an icy dip. We spent night four on the rocky terraces beside Bonneville Lake after a productive sunset photo session. On the hike out we passed stunning lakes and meadows that invited us to stay the rest of the season. The high grassy meadow lands with massive lakes in the Raid Lake/Dream Lake zone seemed worthy of more time than we had. We spent our last night in the vicinity of Little Divide Lake and got a burger and a beer the next afternoon at the brewery in Pinedale before saying sayonara.

Wind River Range 2023

I’m three years behind on blogging about my Wind River adventures. Thought I’d start with the most recent trip, just wrapped up less than two weeks ago. Scott, Erik, and I did what ended up being quite an elegant loop. We saw a lot of new country and hardly any people. Seemed kind of unusual for the Winds to hike all day for days on end and see nobody; I loved it.

We started in Elkhart Park, took the Pole Creek Trail toward Cook Lakes then caught the Fremont Trail climbing into Bald Mountain Basin where we left the trail and crossed the divide at Angel Pass. We dropped forever from Angel Pass to just below Upper Golden Lake where we spent two nights and did a day hike over Camp Pass between the Snowbank Lakes and got a view of Camp Lake and beyond. Then we followed the Hay Pass Trail from Golden Lakes over Hay Pass and down to Lake Victor. Next we took the Fremont Trail from just below Victor north over Hat Pass, past the Timico trail and caught the rugged Bell Lakes Trail dropping steeply to Chain Lakes where we took the Highline Trail back to Pole Creek. The photos are presented in chronological order.

We were on the trail eight days and spent seven nights in the backcountry. Long enough to really get into the rhythm of the place. Thankfully the weather held for us for the most part, until the final day we had really only hiked in the rain for about an hour total and the sun kept coming out so we could dry our gear. On the last day we woke up in the rain, we packed up in the rain and we hiked our last six miles in the rain; I kept thinking how lucky we were.

Wind River Range: August 2020

EB hikes beside upper Titcomb Lake, Bridger Wilderness, Wyoming

I was lucky enough to spend seven days backpacking in the Winds in late August. Making it back in to Titcomb Basin after 20 years was a highlight. As was being back in the Wind River Range with Erik and Rosalie three years after our first trek together there. August twenty years ago was my first backpack in the Winds. This was my fifth. I’m hoping to increase that frequency over the next twenty years.

Our route went from Elkhart Park past Senaca Lake and Island Lake to Titcomb Basin then back to the Highline Trail which we followed over Lester Pass and down to the Cook Lakes Loop. One of the highlights of the trip was hiking to Wall Lake from our camp at Upper Cook Lake. We finished our loop on the Pole Creek Trail past Eklund Lake and back past Photographers Point to Elkhart Park.

Titcomb Basin and vicinity was a zoo. The scenery is undeniable but at times the amount of traffic on the trail was noisy and annoying. We found a gorgeous campsite at the end of a string of lakes below Titcomb Lakes. When we got there there was one other group and we tried to give them a little room and still stay legal by not camping too close to the outlet stream. We turned around and two more groups had moved in, one on either side of us.

On the other side of Lester Pass we finally got a little solitude. It seemed like there were only two other groups in the entire Cook Lakes area while we were there. On two jaunts to Wall Lake, one in the evening by myself and then again in the morning with Erik, we didn’t see another soul.

I loved almost everything about this trip except the light. On day three thick smoke from distant wildfires filled the range and never fully cleared. Looking at my photos from our second evening, and my most productive landscape photo session of the trip, the air was already less than clear. This definitely forced me to concentrate on details which was not necessarily a bad thing. I’ve come home from many a trip to look at my photos and think, I wish I would have focused more on details instead of trying to get everything in the frame all the time.

Some of my favorite images of the trip and certainly the most colorful were of butterflies. There were a ton of butterflies flitting around high wildflower meadows. The Fritillaries were particularly abundant, but the California Tortoiseshells were the most approachable.

Fremont Peak reflected in a small lake below Titcomb Basin, Wind River Range, Wyoming

Boulder Creek, May 2015

Wilderness 50

Sunset, Upper Red Pine Lake, Lone Peak Wilderness, Utah

I'm honored to be one of 50 photographers chosen to be part of the Wilderness 50 Exhibit which opened September 3rd at the Natural History Museum of Utah on the 50th anniversary of the Wilderness Act. 50 photographs by 50 photographers were chosen from over fourteen hundred photographs submitted by four judges; Tom Till, James Kay, Stephen Trimble, and Rosalie Winard. The show is a commemoration of the signing of the Wilderness Act as well as a celebration of the beauty and diversity of Utah's wildlands, and runs thru December 14th in the Sky Gallery on the museum's top floor.

Contemplating Time

Tree Skeleton and Crescent Moon, Twin Peaks Wilderness, Utah

I’d long been drawn to this tree and photographed it on more than a few occasions before making this image. The shape of this dead tree arrests my eye every time I hike in the vicinity of Lake Blanche. On this night it was like a beacon.

Situated north of Lake Blanche, on the edge of a large block of resistant stone forming the terrace into which lakes Lillian, Florence, and Blanche are carved, among polished ribs of rock, the setting is perfect for capturing this dead tree cleanly against the western sky. On this night, two nights after the new moon, a waxing crescent moon was setting into a clear electric blue twilight and lining up quite nicely with the tree.

I had just left Lake Blanche where I had stayed till sunset’s bitter end, when the landscape could only be photographed in silhouette. I started towards the trailhead and was almost immediately stopped. The scene materializing before me reminded me of an image in my mind of a lone sculpted tree set against a crescent moon.

I dropped my pack, and worked quickly to set up my tripod. I changed lenses, from the wide angle I’d been working with, to a telephoto lens. Next, I dialed in my exposure, knowing that I needed to keep my shutter speed to one second or less in order to avoid blur from celestial movement. I had almost no time to spare as the light in the sky was quickly dying. I made several exposures while fine-tuning my composition by physically moving my camera position.

As I made my way down to the trailhead in the dark, I wondered how many hundreds of years it took this tree to reach such stately proportions. This once mighty tree has left behind a monument with extraordinary character, a visual legacy of its noble life.

This monument is a marker of time somewhat closer to mind than the lives of mountains or moons, and when set against the Earth’s cosmic timepiece, endlessly marking days, a deeper layer of meaning is achieved. The two symbols together move the image toward the iconic, the archetypal.

Scanning 35mm Film

Stone Watercourse, Wind River Range, Wyoming

As I’ve been working on the new website, I realized that some of my older film scans were not migrated to newer hard drives. When I first started scanning my film, I made the mistake of scanning a lot of images at smaller sizes because I was trying to save hard drive space, and I didn’t want to clutter up my drives with full size images (100+MB) that weren’t ultimately going to be printed large.

Today, my hard drives are full of images that will never even be proofed - because they’re not good enough. With digital storage costing less than ever, it only makes sense to scan film at the highest possible resolution, creating a master image file that is sized down for proofing, instead of scanning a proof size file and rescanning if a larger file is desired, which is what I used to do.

So, rather than trying to retrieve the digital versions, I’ve been rescanning some of my 35mm slides. Images from my previous website galleries; praiseworthy images that slipped through the cracks because they're not core portfolio images. I’ve also been scanning some images that had never been transferred to digital. This has made me realize a few things.

First, I need to be more diligent with the organization and updating of my digital image library. Not migrating digital content to new media or new technology could have catastrophic consequences when there’s no hard copy original to fall back on.

Second, I have a huge collection of images on film that have rarely if ever been seen. Images that were once projected in slide shows, but have never existed in digital form, yet still deserve some attention. I need to resume scanning my best chromes, something I stopped doing once I became firmly established in my digital workflow.

Third, I should offer my services to people who want to give new life to images on film. I could put my Nikon Coolscan to work. So, if you have precious images on 35mm film (slide or negative) that you’d like to convert to jpeg and tiff, contact me to find out how.