Big, But How Big?

Just how grand is that landscape anyway?

Franconia Ridge From Mt. FlumeAre those mountains in the distance some of New Hampshire’s tallest, or just a few small hills? Without anything in the photo to provide a reference of scale it’s really hard to say for sure.

So what’s a photographer to do?

Simple, by incorporating something of a known size, like a person or a building into your photos you’re more easily able to give viewers a sense of scale in your image.

Fly Fishing At Sunset, Stonehouse Pond.

The fly fisherman standing in his canoe helps to give an idea of just how tall the granite cliffs along the shore of Stonehouse Pond are. (Can’t see him? Click on the image to see a larger version and look for the fisherman along the far shore towards the right side of the image).  

A lone hiker rests on his way to the summit of Mount Washington

Mt. Washington is the tallest peak in the northeast. Having my friend Glen, seen here taking a break on our way to the summit last July, gives an idea of just how big the mountain is. And how much farther we have to go before we reach the summit.

Washington And The Ravines Above Joe Dodge Lodge

Here’s another shot of New Hampshire’s Mount Washington, (the peak in the center of the frame), shown with the Appalachian Mountain Club’s Joe Dodge Lodge in the lower foreground. The lodge, the cars in the parking lot, as well as the roadway all provide scale to the mountains looming over them.

People and buildings aren’t the only thing to use to give a sense of scale. Anything of a commonly known size will work.

For more interpretations of this weeks Weekly Photo Challenge, click HERE.

2014, The Best Of?

Looking Back,

                      Memories Of 2014

As the New Year begins I like to take a look back and share my favorite images of the previous year.

Are they my best?

That’s too subjective for me to decide. What they are is a selection of favorites from another year long journey looking through a lens. Most you’ve all seen before, some are being shared for the first time. One or two aren’t even all that great, photographically speaking. The stories that go with them as what make them special.

Without wasting another minute of your precious time, in somewhat chronological order, here are some of my favorite memorable moments from 2014.

(For your viewing pleasure, I’ve included a slideshow of these images at the bottom. Enjoy!)

-10°F, let me get my camera!

Whaleback In The Sea Smoke

Happy Hour begins at Three.

Michelle.

Temp., 0°F. Wind, 40mph. View, Awesome!

Lafayette To Lincoln Winter On Franconia Ridge.

White-out at sunrise? Fashion shoot!

Tracey, Adam, And The Weather In Tuckerman Ravine

Seeing in black & white. For the first time.

Riverbank 2

Getting high with new friends.

Hiking Life

Book covers.

Sunrise On The Boott Spur Trail

Hot air and silhouettes.

Silhouettes, Shadows On A Partially Inflated Hot Air Balloon.

Pink after dark, yes please.

Spending The Night Under Aurora Skies

Looking for fairies.

The Forest Primeval

Dawn in the wilderness.

Mountain Silhouettes. South Twin, The Bonds, Bond Cliff.

Autumn.

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Golden mornings.

Morning Gold, Hampton Beach, NH

Lighting the way.

Morning Light At Portland Head

Blue-white and late day light.

Blue Hour In The Land Of Snow And Ice.

A room with a view.

A Room With A View

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Thank you all for being my fans. I hope 2015 is an amazing year for each of you.

A Beautiful Landscape…

…With A Little Something Extra.

The view of the Presidential Range as seen from the Pondicherry National Wildlife Refuge is one of my favorites in New Hampshire.

Apparently I’m not the only one who thinks so..

Mallard On Cherry Pond

More “Extras” can be found HERE.

Weekly Photo Challenge: On Top.

“Mountains are not Stadiums where I satisfy my ambition to achieve,

they are the cathedrals where I practice my religion.”

~ Anatoli Boukreev

Heaven Is The Third Peak To Your Left.

Feeding my soul at 5,000 feet.

Blue Lincoln

The mountains are my church, and the windswept summits are the altar upon which I find solace.

In The Church Of Ice And Snow.

Many worship behind stained glass, or under minarets.

My place of worship is in solitude, high on a mountain ridge as I watch the sun dip below the western horizon. As the warmth of daylight is replaced by the cool blue of twilight, this is where I find peace and salvation.

For me, this is Heaven.