These are twenty of my personal favorites at this time, and in no particular order. It's always difficult to pick out my all-time favorite images. More often than not it's the emotion I feel for a certain area that is just as important as the image itself.
They could, and probably will change at any given day. Behind each image is a story. Some are quite different from one another, and require a different mindset and approach. Some were pure luck, (Field of Dreams) (Early Morning Bite) Others were just being prepared at the right place and the right time. ~Randy~
The Power Of Imagination Makes Us Infinite.
_John Muir
They could, and probably will change at any given day. Behind each image is a story. Some are quite different from one another, and require a different mindset and approach. Some were pure luck, (Field of Dreams) (Early Morning Bite) Others were just being prepared at the right place and the right time. ~Randy~
The Power Of Imagination Makes Us Infinite.
_John Muir
Lake Crescent is 624 feet deep. It's also known for its brilliant blue waters and amazing clarity (Olympic National Park) As a child I remember driving around lake Crescent's twisty road with my Mom & Dad, secretly hoping we wouldn't drive off the road into the lake. Having picnic's and camping were part of my earliest recollections. I can recall my Mom telling me to wait for an hour before I could go swimming. I spent my 20th Birthday at this same spot, diving off the dock into it's frigid waters, surfacing, whilst hollering how cold it was to my friends. The scene before me hasn't changed since my childhood. The morning I shot this photo it was a quiet morning with no one around but myself. It was a time to reflect about my childhood memories, and the great times spent here. "Each year I return, it's like visiting an old friend."
Lake Crescent is 624 feet deep. It's also known for its brilliant blue waters and amazing clarity (Olympic National Park) As a child I remember driving around lake Crescent's twisty road with my Mom & Dad, secretly hoping we wouldn't drive off the road into the lake. Having picnic's and camping were part of my earliest recollections. I can recall my Mom telling me to wait for an hour before I could go swimming. I spent my 20th Birthday at this same spot, diving off the dock into it's frigid waters, surfacing, whilst hollering how cold it was to my friends. The scene before me hasn't changed since my childhood. The morning I shot this photo it was a quiet morning with no one around but myself. It was a time to reflect about my childhood memories, and the great times spent here. "Each year I return, it's like visiting an old friend."