6.15.16 - I’ve got some time to kill in the airport in Oslo, so I’m beginning to dump photos to my computer - almost 30 GB so far, with eight more days to go. Here’s my first quick edit from the past nine crazy days.It’s hard to explain how strange (and incredible) Jökulsárlón is. There’s a glacial lagoon fed by calving icebergs from an expansive glacier. All night slipping and cracking ice can be heard thundering into the lagoon. The icebergs are huge and they’re a milky, glowing blue sort of hue. As they float to sea, they gradually melt. When any remnants hit the Atlantic Ocean, they’re almost immediately pushed back up onto the beach by waves. At this point they disintegrate from massive blue icebergs to tiny, perfectly transparent figures of glass-like ice. The beach is littered with these little fragments. Strange, right? Then add in the fact that the beach is made entirely of jet black volcanic sand and the sun never sets in June - it’s a truly bizarre set of occurrences that make this place so unique. Unfortunately it was mostly clouded over when I was there, but I still got some incredible photos - this one was taken at 3:30 AM after the sunrise. I already can’t wait to get back to this otherworldly place!
6.5.16
4.8.16 - I had the chance to visit the new Stone Brewing facility in Richmond with my favorite soon-to-be married couple. We sampled some delicious beers and enjoyed the sunshine on a perfect spring day.
4.2.16 - I spent the bulk of the morning photographing deer and looking for other wildlife in Big Meadows. Since I've already taken my share of boring deer shots, I tried to focus on capturing unique details or silly expressions of these particular deer. The animal in the first, second, and third photos had the chubbiest cheeks I've ever seen on a deer, and he kept drooling while eating.
6.20.15 - On my way out of the park one morning, I stumbled upon a secluded field of wildflowers. These subtle little spots are part of what makes Grand Teton such a special place.
6.20.15 - I really wish I had captured a vertical frame where the water was completely still like the horizontal here, but this is the best I got that morning.
6.20.15 - Caught in the act - I know the feeling well.
6.26.15 - A few months ago I posted a photo of the late afternoon sun at Alstrom Point, seen here, but I never followed up with anything from the next morning. This was one of those typical desert sunrises where the colors change by the second. All four of these photos were taken in a twenty minute window; the skies shifted from purple to orange so quickly. When the sun peaked over the horizon, all of the sandstone immediately burst with crimson. I must say Alstrom Point is one of the cooler places I have ever been. It's extremely remote and difficult to reach, requiring twenty miles of fairly gut-wrenching driving on what could be described as a primitive road at best, but the payoff is worth it. When I finally got to the overlook and could see Lake Powell 1,000 feet below, I imagined this is what Mars must look like.
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