Yosemite Before The Snows

Spent the past weekend in Yosemite with my wife Lidice.

Needless to say, the fall colors were out with the Aspen trees glowing yellow and orange.

I will get back up to the Sierra Nevada for some more bright colors this weekend.

For now, here comes Yosemite.

 

The Carson Pass looking South.

 Some cool shots through the trees of the moon at night.

 Lake Tenya

  A couple climbers over Lake Tenya

Myself and Lidice in front of Lake Tenya

 I took a recent trip through some of my old haunts in San Francisco a few weeks ago and found plenty of color, sharp angles and cool houses that have been around for many decades but are falling one by one to the thing we call progress.
Enjoy!

Nice eucalyptus flowers on side street in the Upper Height.

This is the bike short cut pathway that runs behind Safeway on Upper Market Street and Sanchez. All city bikers know of this trail and I have myself have used it like a zillion times.

 Back in my time in San Francisco, Valencia Street use to be very run down with dozens of vacant store fronts where cool people were able to live. Now, it has been completely gentrified for better or worse; I will let you be the judge.

Artist television access on Valencia Street where I use to edit my films back in the day.

This is 561 Baker Street and sits geographically exact middle of San Francisco. I use to live there in the mid 80's. If you look at the victorian building next door you will see what it use to look like when I lived there and before they screwed it up by turning it into a big box.

Bush Whacking In Owens River Gorge

Hello Folks, 

I know it has been a long time since I last posted but I have relocated back to California after four great years in Montana. 

This first post will be of the Owens River Gorge in Inyo County.

My wife Lidice, myself and two buddies Mike (Bollo) and Sam made the long late night drive down highway 395 and arrived in the early AM to sleep on top of the rim. It was a dry hot morning which led to a bright hot day in the canyon.

The plant life mainly stinging thistle lined the entire length of the small meandering river and made for tough going for us fishermen.

I am pretty bad at casting in this type of terrain but Mike and Sam said that they caught a few and tossed them back. Lidice on the other hand hung out up against the rocks where she had found the only shade in the canyon for the long dry day. 

Owens River Gorge

Some nice rock formations down in the canyon.

My wife Lidice looking a little bushed from the hike in.

Lidice was happy in the little bit of shade that she could find.

Our tents in the sun.

End of the day sun.

This trip was the first time in over two years that I was able to put a backpack on and go down a hill. It was a fairly easy hike by my usual standards but coming off of a major back surgery made this a special trip.

Here is my old hiking buddy and life long friend the legendary bush whacker Mike 'Bollo' Pachin doing his thing along the river.

Bollo coming in from the long day bush whacking thistles.

Sam coming in to.