I’m in Portland and on my way to catch a 10AM flight to Maui. I wish I could say that the trip was planned to celebrate my transition to full-time photography, but we’d scheduled it before the company I worked for laid me off. Nevertheless, it’s my first time in Hawaii and I’m really psyched.
Posting will be light over the next week, as I’m not sure how much Internet access I’ll have. Same goes for email responses. I’ll be back next Wednesday!
While I’m off to the land of sand and sun, enjoy these recent photos from a steely gray (but beautiful) hike to Colchuk Lake:
When we were in Glacier National Park over New Years, we spent a lot of time outside at night. I can’t say why exactly, but something about the peaceful quiet and cold lured us onto the empty roads much more so than during the day. Most nights we were in the park, we wandered up and down Going to the Sun Road for miles, doubling back along the shore of Lake McDonald. I’ve been out in the park at night many times during the summer, and always felt a tinge of worry that I might be murdered at any second by a bear or cougar. Strangely, that was not so in the winter dark. The night wrapped us like a blanket, and the snow stifled all sound.
I took these photographs on the road. My first, rather amateur attempt at light painting. Any guesses as to what we used as our paintbrush?
Give up? Our painter was a dog, and the light was an LED-strobe on his collar that changed colors over time. I had Justin run him back and forth while I lay in the snow, hand-holding my 5d for 30-second exposures and trying not to breathe. They’re not works of art, but they’re definitely interesting!
Glacier Park holds a special place in my heart. Justin and I have spent one long, blissful week in his family’s cabin there each of the ten summers since we started dating. It’s where we were engaged in 2006 and, in 2008, we were married just outside the park in the tiny town of Polebridge.
This year almost was the first year we weren’t able to honor our traditional summer Glacier visit. The week before our scheduled trip, we were trumped by a family member with much greater leverage. Rather than stay in Seattle, we took our time off at another family member’s vacation home in Jackson Hole. (I know, not exactly terrible, right? But not the same, either!)
We just had to set foot in the Glacier cabin before 2009 ended! A few phone calls, and an extra day or two off around the holidays, and we were headed to the Park accompanied by our good friends. Somehow, the weather cooperated perfectly and the passes were clear. We arrived on New Year’s Eve to usher in 2010 in utter solitude on the banks of Lake McDonald.
We brought some snowshoes, a handful of good books, and a few bottles of wine. It was a half mile hike on the closed Going to the Sun road to the car and from the cabin. There was nothing resembling civilization for miles.