Centralia, the definition of modern ghost town, sits mostly abandoned and decaying in the coal mining region of Pennsylvania. Thanks to a fire that sparked nearly fifty years in the coal veins below this once quint little town. Analysts suspect the fire to burn for the next thousand years or so due to the abundance
My photography follows my interests in life and greatly reflects the things I do and love. Recently I decided to give kayaking a try and really have found myself enjoying being out on the water. There is so much to explore and exploration is one thing I love to do. I have found many new
Boating is one of my new favorite activities, so it makes sense to want to capture this wonderful pastime in a photograph. I was recently wandering around the lake at Francis Slocum State Park near Dallas, PA and notices these five kayaks neatly lined up on the shoreline.
I hopped from boulder to boulder looking for the angle that showcased the grandeur of this field of boulders and the loneliness of this single tree growing from the field. I crouched down and lined up the tree where I wanted it and fired off some frames. I sat back and took in this beautiful
On a clear dark night, far from artificial light, billions of stars dot the sky. These celestial bodies can be so magnificent, the human eye strains to absorb the composite of their tableau. Capturing such a beautiful display with a camera can be both rewarding and fun, and surprisingly, is easier than you may think.
A follower of this blog asked me if I could put together a primer on how to shoot the night sky and capture the stars as we see them. I will be working on that today and hopefully sharing it with everyone this week, so stay tuned for that! My Alien And I I had
It was a clear June night in Northeast PA, and I had just returned from traveling around the western US. It was late evening and I decided since I didn't get any astrophotography done while out west, I needed to take advantage of the clear night sky before me.
I drove across the West Nanticoke bridge and noticed a group of kayakers paddling in my direction so I pulled off the road and hiked back to the bridge to see if I could get a cool perspective. I fired off a few shots as they drifted nearer. As they began to pass under the
We neared the Red Banks at around 12,000 feet on Mount Shasta. We were blowing out calories faster than we could pack them in, but we pressed on. The weather was bluebird, at the temperature just about perfect. We couldn't have asked for a better day to summit one of California's most magnificent volcanoes. Truly
I know i've shared this photo before, but after a little tweaking and more thinking about it, I had to share it again. It was late August, but you wouldn't know that by looking at menagerie of snow and ice that surrounded me. The temperature was in the high twenties, and the winds, light and