This is my friend Eben practicing his spey cast on the Trinity River. Spey casting sure is pretty to watch. Both photos were shot on my Mamiya 7 with Kodak Tri-x film.
A few views along the Trinity River last week. It was my first time chasing steelhead in California. I managed to hook into one fish that immediately took me into my backing. I fought him for a few minutes and then my hook set came undone. I was devastated, but luckily I am heading back up there next weekend and with the rain hitting California, hopefully the fish will be moving around and on the bite. All photos shot on my Mamiya 7 with Kodak Portra film.
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Above…some stretch of beach break south of the border on a small winter morning.
Hugh can’t decide if his leader is getting too short or if his fly is too big. Probably the latter. It is the “middle” of winter in the Eastern Sierras and fish tend to eat tiny midges. However this year winter decided to not show up (for the third year in a row). It is January, and there is barely any snow in the Sierras. Right now at my house in San Diego, at 10pm p.s.t., it feels like a summer evening outside. Day to day activities are very enjoyable with the year long summer, however the longterm effects are going to be pretty bad for thirsty Californians. We depend on the Sierra snowpack to fill our reservoirs, keep our rivers flowing, and ultimately fill our glasses at home. It will be interesting to see how this year pans out. My optimism has faded out.
3 is the magic number. Three different looks from over the weekend. My good friend Hugh McManus rode shotgun out to the Sierras to get in some summertime winter fishing. Notice the lack of snow in the background, and it’s getting to the middle of January…Next up is a slow shutter shot while poking the fire while we were camping…and lastly some high pressure clouds making the backdrop for an interesting sunset, my accumulation of images continues to grow, still not sick of the Eastern Sierras….
All photos shot on my Mamiya 7 with Kodak Portra 160 and Kodak Tri-x 400. Experiment with overexposing Portra, it’s pretty awesome how pretty that film looks.
Looking forward to more visions like this in 2014. Let the good times roll.
Here are 4 different scenes from Bridgeport, Ca.
1. Old goat indulging in the simple pleasures.
2. 66.00 even
3. Apparently the room Mark Twain would rent out when he visited The Bridgeport Inn. “Loyalty to petrified opinion never broke a chain or freed a human soul.”
4. Waiting on some afternoon beers after fishing the nearby East Walker River.
Some old b&w’s while going through the archives. Shot on my old Leica M3 that I no longer have! One day I should probably indulge in a brand new Leica. Maybe if I had just won the Mega Millions lotto last night.
Throwback to late summer when I went to Wyoming to fly fish, shoot photos, drink beer, explore a few national parks, and to just be outside. Winter is nice in San Diego, but long summer days in the Tetons might be a tad nicer.
Little towns, lots of charm along highway 395. My roommate reckons I should sell the bottom photo to Shell Gasoline. What’d you think? It would be nice to get some of that oil money! Ha.