or should I say- *Photographing Kite Boarding (or Kite Surfing) in Alaska.
Sure looks exciting.
I learned the difference between a WET suit and a DRY suit.
Kite boarders were in both types, the dry suit worn over clothes and keeping you warm and dry.
The beach is in Homer, Alaska on the Spit. (A geographical landform)
Photographing these adventurous sports was enough for me. I was in a sweatshirt jacket and hat and did not get wet. The wind was strong that day as you can see by the waves. I knew I should have lugged my 7-200 lens on vacation. These are taken with a 24-70mm.
We made it back to Mary’s apartment after a long travel day- caught a tail wind and the flight was just four and a half hours from Seattle.
Temperature and humidity demand adjustment.
We had a wonderful trip to Okanogan and Alaska but are glad to be home. I’ve one more leg on the train to Pittsburgh.update 11:14 AM
The Anchorage Museum Fifth Avenue. Anchorage Alaska selfie
After the birthday party (grown up), the nextdoor neighbor kids were playing in the puddles.
There’d been a downpour.
Kids love puddles. They are like magnets to them.
Trying to capture the moving clouds, the changing water and rich colors. St. George Island, Florida.
When you stand alone on the beach, look out to the horizon and listen to the rhythmic waves lap and splash, lap and splash you are filled with awe snd reflection.
The iphone camera (or any camera for that matter) cannot truly capture what you see, hear and feel.
St.George Island, Florida
Friday afternoon. July 1st. No rain in sight.
But a sliver of rainbow spotted in a beautiful sky.
A rain shower late afternoon-
St.George Island Florida
On the way home from the airport. Steve had picked me up. We stopped by the North Shore.
I’d just come from almost 70 degrees weather is Arizona and the winter city at dusk was such a contrast.
The beauty of winter.
Lone jogger on the trail along the Allegheny River.
Bill Mazeroski runs into home plate for a Pirates win- 1960 World Series
A bit of snow highlighted Mr. Mazeroski’s shoulders
From the North Shore.
My sister sent me these photos of the fire escape outside her window. (After last weekend’s storm)