Tumbling exercises
As the third in the green stream series, I saw this small section of Rock Creek and decided that I needed to get in tight to catch this shot. Needless to say, I got wet for this shot but then if it's a mountain stream, I am usually in it. I HAD to maneuver to the right spot in order to compose this shot. I'll be the one with the wet jeans. I will say that my longer zoom was handy in this particular spot.
eDDie got a wild hare (Loveland tularemia, probably) to go specifically to Rock Creek above Allenspark to hunt wildflowers and he called me up. I have been up there several times and knew the area and the route. I am sure that he was not ready for the experience. He was astounded by the number of campers that could pack into this narrow gully by the nasty road/trail. I have not been up here since the flood but it looks like it got badly hit. The Forest Service kindly marked our parking space with a "closed for revegetation" sign. Handy! I bailed his Blazer like a flash, well at my flash speed. I was ready to shoot with my long lens. The normal zoom would have been a lot better plan. I was already busy shooting when eDDie came by on his way after wildflowers, great stuck with my stream shots and ended up with enough for a series.
Actually, Rock Creek flows more quickly down and through Ferncliff instead of toward Allenspark. There are a large number of possibilities up this creek (pronounced crick in the Rockies) and for me, it lead to the one-legged man in the trouser factory syndrome but this was easier to keep the campers from the frame. I decided, without input, to start a green stream series from the lot that I snapped. As I opened the captures, I usually feel that I left shots behind no matter where I visit, eDDie's or my venues.
After I started editing my original shots of Rock Creek, I thought of the bounty of camper cars parked up the trickle. I decided I might return with my normal zoom during the week for a massive plunder of captures.
Tumbling exercises
As the third in the green stream series, I saw this small section of Rock Creek and decided that I needed to get in tight to catch this shot. Needless to say, I got wet for this shot but then if it's a mountain stream, I am usually in it. I HAD to maneuver to the right spot in order to compose this shot. I'll be the one with the wet jeans. I will say that my longer zoom was handy in this particular spot.
eDDie got a wild hare (Loveland tularemia, probably) to go specifically to Rock Creek above Allenspark to hunt wildflowers and he called me up. I have been up there several times and knew the area and the route. I am sure that he was not ready for the experience. He was astounded by the number of campers that could pack into this narrow gully by the nasty road/trail. I have not been up here since the flood but it looks like it got badly hit. The Forest Service kindly marked our parking space with a "closed for revegetation" sign. Handy! I bailed his Blazer like a flash, well at my flash speed. I was ready to shoot with my long lens. The normal zoom would have been a lot better plan. I was already busy shooting when eDDie came by on his way after wildflowers, great stuck with my stream shots and ended up with enough for a series.
Actually, Rock Creek flows more quickly down and through Ferncliff instead of toward Allenspark. There are a large number of possibilities up this creek (pronounced crick in the Rockies) and for me, it lead to the one-legged man in the trouser factory syndrome but this was easier to keep the campers from the frame. I decided, without input, to start a green stream series from the lot that I snapped. As I opened the captures, I usually feel that I left shots behind no matter where I visit, eDDie's or my venues.
After I started editing my original shots of Rock Creek, I thought of the bounty of camper cars parked up the trickle. I decided I might return with my normal zoom during the week for a massive plunder of captures.