A client makes my day...
A couple of great folks who grew up in Livingston, but now live in Washington recently sent this to me of the 45" x45" triptychs of the "Bighorn Rainbows" they ordered earlier this year ...."Thanks Craig, we love them!!!!!!!!!!!"
Harvest season has now turned to fire season in Montana:
This shot is from Monday near Norris looking southeast and south of Bozeman...looked like a volcano had exploded!
From a million people in a few square miles, to a million per 145,500 square miles
Just got back from a fantastic vacation to visit my wife's family home turf---the east coast. New York City, Connecticut, and New Jersey-Long Beach Island. It's always great to get away….and even better to get back home!
About 10 years ago when I visited for the first time I was enamored with "the city" getting lost in all the art museums, chaos and culture, and I always enjoy when we get a chance to go back. This time we took our 4 & 6 year old boys show them what it was all about. The simple things that they have never seen or done before like riding a subway train, taking an elevator up 100 stories, or just enjoying delicious street food while walking through a herd of thousands of people was and exciting experience unto itself that burns lasting memories for a lifetime. As much as I enjoyed it, I cant wait to get them back in the raft for a slow float down the Yellowstone...
Northern Lights Above the Paradise Valley
Last night, or early this morning I should say, was a beautiful site unlike anything I've seen. On an evening with no moon to be seen, and not a cloud in the sky, it was a warm, crisp and clear night that only those who have been to Montana to see it could grasp the shear immense scope of the stars and the sky.
I had just finished a wonderful 2 day shoot at a ranch South of Big Timber on the Boulder River when I decided I should stop in at a favorite spot in the Paradise Valley on the way back home. It was 1 in the morning, and I figured I could get a few good sunrise shots of the recently baled hay along the river. But when I stepped out of the truck ready to climb in to the camper for a couple hours sleep (my sunrise alarm always set for 4:00 am) I could see glimmering shades of green, purple and reds dancing along the horizon over the valley. It was the Northern Lights!!!
Needless to say, I stayed up all night watching and capturing a natural show unlike I've ever seen. I opened a window on the nearby truck, and put on a little late night Yellowstone Public Radio. With a classical masterpiece in the background, combined with the slow roaring of the Yellowstone River far below, the inspiring light show over Livingston and the Paradise Valley made me feel insignificant, and part of everything in a timeless way that words are inappropriate to explain…
A quiet morning near Yellowstone gets Hazed!...
Started off the day yesterday morning shooting in West Yellowstone. It was a beautiful morning, and I had set up the hexa-cam to fly up and get a few shots above the Madison Arm of Hebgen Lake for a new fishing book project.
Just before taking off, I noticed a few bison and their calves crossing the river, so I paused, took a few shots and did not think anything of it. After that shot was done, I proceeded to finalize setup of the chopper, and started the flight. Got up in the air and the shot I wanted, then noticed a few more bison crossing, so decided to take a few shots of them crossing the road. It was then I started hearing whistling and yelling in the distance.
It is very hard to take your eye off of the chopper when flying and shooting, but the screaming kept coming, and I specifically heard "BISON RIGHT BEHIND YOU, LOOK OUT!" As I glanced back to see several Bison mothers and calves barreling down behind me like I was the enemy.
I was faced with a decision I did not want to make. Take my eyes off of the chopper and risk a crash landing, or get brutally gored by 5 charging bison. All within a split second, I also notice 6 men & women on horseback with badges, two sheriff trucks, and three dreadlocked buffalo field campaigners on bikes with video cameras driving right at me! Where had my peaceful moment gone?
Chaos ensued, and I decided a crash landing was probably the best course of action as I quickly ran to the cover behind some trees. A hard landing followed with a little damage to the chopper, then a short conversation with the Sheriff and the crew on horseback about the coolness of my camera. Moral of the story? I'm not quite sure....but one thing is for sure and everyone agrees, flying cameras are cool.
Big images in the new Simms headquarters
Big images in the new Simms headquarters :
A big congratulations to Simms and their amazing new manufacturing plant and corporate offices in Bozeman! I am honored to be part of it.
Here are a few images from the installation:
A little break in the clouds...
One of my cousins came up from Denver for his first Montana trip. After a couple days of spring skiing, on Sunday we opted for the power trip to Yellowstone to see the sites.
Then, just outside of Mammoth while we were watching a group of bison in the rain, the clouds broke for just a brief moment to reveal this low lying rainbow.....talk about being in the right place at the right time!
Young bull moose has got my number
On Tuesday while on assignment in Red Lodge, I was finishing up the shoot waiting for the evening light to appear for the final twilight shot when this young bull decided he owned the area (which in fact he does!)
He and his young lady proceeded to lay down and enjoy the sunset in the exact spot where I had scouted earlier in the day. I needed the shot, but I also wouldn't mind a few shots of the moose either. So, knowing moose and their mangy tempers and sharp hoofs (more people are gored by moose than bears) I proceeded with extreme caution. Armed with my trusty Canon 5D Mk II, 100-400 lens, bear spray and S&W 44 magnum on the hip just in case, I belly crawled ever so slowly in the snow to get a few photos. As I got within about 75 yards, just close enough to be able to retreat to my truck if needed. Just as I set up the tripod, he proceeded to slowly get up and check me out, sniffing his giant snout in the wind to see what I was all about. My heart was racing, this was the moment! Either he now makes a move at me and I run back to the truck as fast as possible, or I get a great shot. Lucky for me, he could care less about my monkey self running around his turf, and I ended up getting the shot (of the moose, and the shot for my client)....
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