Archive for June, 2005

Bonny Doon beach.

Monday, June 13th, 2005

I don’t know whether this beach is Bonny Doon beach proper, or just south of Bonny Doon, but it was one of my favorite places in California. I hit it up every other weekend or so. I was looking around the web for links to pages about Bonny Doon, and all the links I came up with were about it being a nude beach, which I thought was kind of funny, because that never really stuck in my mind about it. There were more than the usual number of naked people on it, I suppose. I tried going all clothing-optional a few times, but the beach, to me, is about the worst place in the world to run around naked.

I really like these pics, and feel that most of them came out pretty well. A couple at the end are also some of my favorites, taken at the light rail station across the road from my house.

This is the last day…

Monday, June 13th, 2005

…of my three day weekend. I’ve had one hell of a time so far. Yesterday morning I ate breakfast at lunch at Juan in a Million on Ceasar Chavez a few blocks east of I-35. I’d never been there before, but I had three damned good bacon, potato, egg, and cheese breakfast tacos for $2.70, and you can bet I’ll be going there again.

After I ate I had Mark drop me off at the MoPac access, where I intended to hike as far upstream as I could. Twin falls has turned into a mud puddle, just completely gone. Sculpture is drier than I’ve seen it before, but still there and still flowing, as is the spring-fed pool just downstream.

I managed to splash my camera with water or something while at Sculpture, putting it out of commission for the rest of the day, so I didn’t get any pictures of the kamikaze sunfish that attacked my legs to protect its younguns, or the pair of baby armadillos I found way further west, or the big grass snake I almost stepped on at the end of the day. Doesn’t matter–I saw them.

About half an hour upstream of Sculpture I ran into a small natural falls with a long, deep pool on the upstream side, and a lot of rocks bathed in shallow running water on the downstream side. It was a really nice place, although it doesn’t support nearly as much of a “people load” as the two big falls downstream.

About 5 minutes upstream of that I found a semi-synthetic fall, big rocks with concrete poured into the gaps to make a big, straight, two-tiered fall with a fairly deep pool at the bottom. Both of these are pretty much straight across from Scottish Woods Trail.

I kept going upstream until a fair bit after the trail on the north side ran out, and I was basically just fighting my way cross-country. At some point this became untenable and I just started walking in the creek, which was by this point knee-deep and flat-bottomed anyway. A bit later on it started to get deep again, so I made my way to the south bank and discovered that there was trail on that side, too. I followed that trail all the way up to Lost Creek Blvd, and then followed it, uphill all the way, to 360. I later got a look at a map and found out that this was, to put it charitably, the long way ’round.

That was about it, but it was hella fun.

Man, yesterday was one of those good days….

Sunday, June 12th, 2005

…I wonder when I’ll pay for it? :)

It started out merely okay–I got up at 9:00, but didn’t do much of anything except watch Appleseed with Jay, up until about 4pm. That’s when Dan called and invited us to throw in on a pontoon boat rental out on lake Travis. I hadn’t anything more planned for the afternoon than for the morning, so I jumped all over that, and it turned out to be a hell of a good decision. It was so much of a blast that I’m labeling the gallery Lake Travis 1, because I’m sure there’ll be a couple more before the summer’s over.

After that I ended up going to a party at a friend of friend’s house, and met this fine-looking woman Sara(h), who is presumably none of the Sara(h)s in my old phone, although I’m told I met her before, back in the Metropolis daze. She’s in town for the summer, and studying for the NY bar exam. She’s a gonna be an IP lawyer. We spent a goodly portion of the night talking about IP law, Lawrence Lessig (she was at the Canadian Creative Commons inaugural conference, and apparently got to hang out with him some over the course of it), America’s role in the world, just exactly how evil, to put a point on it, big business is, and hella other stuff. Damn. Damn Damn Damn.

I’m gonna cook some food and hit the trail.

My second trip to Pine Mountain

Saturday, June 11th, 2005

I chose the goodish shots from my second trip up Pine Mountain at Big Basin, and am putting them in a gallery, along with a few others from the same trip in October of 2001, mostly airport and aerial photography from the trip home.

These shots, while far from perfect, are orders of magnitude better than the first shots, reflecting my emerging interest in composition, somewhat, but mostly just getting more used to the camera, and getting better at getting halfway decent exposures in an inherently difficult lighting environment.

Can you measure your life by your address book?

Saturday, June 11th, 2005

I fear that I will never get my cell phone to charge again, and so today, after leaving it off for a while, I turned it on to copy out as many phone numbers and names as I could. I got them all.

All the ones that I cared about, that is. Out of probably 200 entries in my phone book, I wrote out 51 of them. The others were either people who had died, I didn’t know any more, didn’t have the same numbers any more, didn’t want to talk to any more, or just plain didn’t recognize (How does one end up with “Sara”, “Sarah”, “Sarah B”, and “Sarah C” in one’s phone book, without knowing a single Sara(h)? I blame drugs).

I don’t know whether to be sad or happy at this slimming of my circle of acquaintances. After all, 51 isn’t a bad number, and it’s one that keeps growing. That phone was only 3 years old, after all.

More pics from Big Basin

Friday, June 10th, 2005

I went to see Mr. and Mrs. Smith earlier tonight. It was a hoot. I highly recommend it. I’ve often not been a huge fan of Mr. Liman’s fast-cutting action-shooting style, but it works well in this sort of comedy context. The script is simple, but funny, and the movie, by way of being a comedy, manages to parody action flicks without ever falling out of love with them.

As an exercise, I also edited pics of another trip to Big Basin, this time to Pine Mountain, a 2.5-mile trek up some 800 or 900 feet.

Editing these pictures is like taking a step into the wayback machine. On the one hand, I remember these pictures looking a lot better, and I’m not sure whether Picasa is making them look like crap, or I just have a more discerning eye. Time will tell.

Addendum: I went back and checked the original pictures in the original software, and they just kind of sucked. My later pictures aren’t always great, but I do a lot of stuff instinctively now that I didn’t used to do at all, and generally have less problems with wrong exposures, as well.

My luck, it continues.

Thursday, June 9th, 2005

Yeah, so as soon as I bought that camera my phone stopped charging. This means that if I’m lucky my phone will be out of commission for a few days while I mail-order a new charger (nobody in town appears to have a charger for my phone), and worst case scenario I’ll blow money on the charger and then the phone still won’t charge. In that case it’ll be at least a week before I can get a new phone, having spent all of my money on a camera. *sigh*.

I used up about the last of my sick leave today, as I have, inexplicably, a cold or something like it. !#$%!^.

Well, anyway, I took the opportunity to select a few of the better pics from my hike to Berry Creek Falls out in Big Basin back in 2001, so if you like pictures, like these.

I figure that from now on, whenever I go hiking, I should take these things in my pack:

  • First aid kit containing – Ibuprofen, Band-aids, bandage pads, Neosporin, hydrocortisone, gauze, cloth tape, and a razor blade
  • Sunblock
  • Camera with all my memory cards and extra batteries
  • Cell phone
  • 10-liter dry bag to put electronics and clothes in
  • 2 quarts of water
  • At least one extra pair of shoes, amphibious ones if the ones I’m wearing aren’t
  • A non-perishable snack
  • A towel

I only mention this because I forgot to take half this stuff the other day and suffered greatly for it. If anybody can think of anything I should add to this list, let me know.

I probably shouldn’t have…

Wednesday, June 8th, 2005

bought this camera, but my reasoning was this: I can’t afford to fix my car until next payday anyway. I can’t afford a new, truly professional-level camera for a long, long time, and the sensors are about to get a lot better anyway. I need a fairly professional camera that I can pick up some bona-fides skills with. This camera will do me well for the next year or so. $305 is a good price for it.

Maybe it was a good idea after all. The Olympus E-10 was a good low-end professional/high-end prosumer camera when it came out, retailing on the street for about $1500, making it a helluva deal when the next-least-expensive digital SLRs were selling for $3000 without a lens. It was ludicrous value-for-money at the time, and at $300 remains so today in my book.

I’m so happy. I just wish I’d gotten in on a couple of better deals on them that went down last night. Still, this ain’t too shabby.

YAGBH

Tuesday, June 7th, 2005

Yeah, so I was going to post another post full of lamentations about how I wasn’t able to take pictures of the baby falcons I ran across hiking out at the greenbelt the other day, and I also missed pictures of various cool flowers because my cameras sux, but I don’t really have the energy for more asinine bullshit at the moment, so have a gander at the pictures I did manage to take instead.

Building 7 Redux

Saturday, June 4th, 2005

Revising history with more zeal than a neo-Nazi, I’ve erased the blemish that was the Building 7 gallery I put up yesterday and replaced it with some pics I took at lunch, about an hour ago. I did carry a couple over that I liked. Enjoy. Or don’t.