I’m either shooting better or not being discriminatory enough. I’ll go with shooting better! It’s my personality to not toot my own horn. But, here I am with a lot of Apple Hill images to show you. Thus, we continue from my last post.
Every year people make a pilgrimage to Apple Hill in El Dorado County (just above Placerville) for their holiday pies–apple of course. Since I don’t like pie, that’s not the reason I go. I like to photograph the people, the landscape, the old equipment and sometimes flowers.
So, let’s look at the images that remain from that day’s outing. Was I correct in thinking I’m shooting better? I can handle constructive criticism.
This old water wheel is at the Larson orchard.
A wilted flower with some beauty left.
One set in the Larson museum.
Okay, not in a super pretty setting. I’m still wondering what sort of lighting creation this is. I’m showing you this because it was shot with my 18 – 140 mm lens and I was not close!
An old Ford truck at Larsons.
This is a reflection in the window of an old truck. I was directed to this by Karen and David.
The grill and headlight.
Peering through the window at the cracked back window.
A tree on our way to see a covered bridge.
Inside the truck.
A closer look at the tree’s bark. I’ve never seen anything like it.
A small waterfall.
The covered bridge.
A closer look at the covered bridge.
Another water wheel.
The back side of the water wheel building.
An old log cabin. I just liked the way the logs fit together.
Taken on the road side through a fence!
A spiced apple donut with thick chocolate icing–yum! I should have taken a picture, but I was in the midst of having an “I need sugar attack.” We were in Apple Hill, El Dorado County, enjoying apple anything and taking in the sites. This was my second time up above Placerville shooting apple orchards, vineyards and vendors. I think it will be an annual trek up the mountain.
During autumn, growers belonging to the Apple Hill Growers Association open the area to everyone, selling pies, pastries and wine. Vendors of all sorts are on hand to sell their crafts or products.
This year I went with more photography knowledge and confidence. California is still in a drought and the scenery showed it. The vineyards weren’t as green. It just looked dry after having a great deal of triple digit days this summer. So, I shot close up, with a few landscapes.
I do enjoy shooting close up, and the old farm equipment provided color and texture–just what I love. I used to spray shoot without a direct purpose. This time it was different, and I was happy.
Of course I’d have been happier if I bought another donut and brought it home! (This will be a 2-part post.)
Mama goose protecting her babies that are under the table.
I think this is a fly fishing class.
Three of our Camera Totin’ Tuesday group.
Keeping the mosquitos away with moving water.
Love the rust on the wheel.
I’ve been told this looks like something from outer space!
Color, color, color.
More beautiful rust.
I love doing close ups of fruit and vegetables.
Jars and jars of olives.
You know that feeling you get when you set your expectations to a certain thing and that thing turns out not to be what you visualized? I don’t know what we expected when our Tuesday group decided to go to the Independence Trail near Nevada City in Nevada County. One of us envisioned a parking lot rather than pull off the road parking. I thought since it was billed as wheel-chair accessible, it would be a wide and nicely kept trail. We were both disappointed.
Of course, we visited in late summer when everything is dry and there’s very little green to be seen. Our fault for not planning better. There was brush everywhere and the beautiful Manzanita trees couldn’t stand out. So, most of us shot close up. We also had some lessons from senior photographers in our group. Jim showed me how changing from spot to matrix metering can change your photo. Tom was giving Karen and Kelley other gems of wisdom.
When you shoot with wonderful people, disappointment is minimal. We ate lunch in Nevada City and did some additional shooting. The venue may not have been what was expected, but we had fun and gained some additional knowledge.
The trail had a nice beginning.
One of the many benches along the route.
I don’t know what these are, but I kept shooting them until I got something I liked.
A bridge, but no water.
A nice covered seating area ahead.
The side of an old outhouse.
This Madrone tree is shedding its bark.
An old dead stump shows Woodpecker holes and texture.
Now in Nevada City, who can resist a cute dog.
I think this is an old water wheel.
Getting up close with an old mining stamp machine.
We stopped for ice cream. We took on the challenge of shooting the overhead fans, hand-held and slow shutter.
A sun burst on a lamp post.
To say photography has enriched my life would be an understatement. I have been to and experienced places I would normally not have gone to. I have learned to see things differently and be more aware of my surroundings. Most of all, I have met wonderful people who have become dear friends.
I was out with three friends during this road trip to we don’t know where. Three women of various ages, but with one goal–to have fun! Yes, photography is just an enjoyable means of having fun. We are serious about our photography, but not that serious that it is all consumable.
And, when women drive and shoot together there’s a major amount of talking and laughter. This road trip was no different.
In my previous post, we covered Winters, St. Helena and whatever we could find in between. In this post we visited Calistoga, Geyserville, Clearlake, Rumsey, Guinda and Cash Creek Casino. To be honest, I’m not sure I have images from each of these places, but we did drive through and sometimes stop at each of these towns or along the road side.
In the end, we were tired and weary, but joyful. We were grateful for an amusing day with dear friends. When I got home and uploaded my pictures, I was able to relive the day.
Yes, photography has enriched my life. It is now my passion.
Oh, I wish I could remember the name of this town. These are message trees where people leave notes.
This tag is on a tree that asks what do you want. Tags are inside the barrel.
A small part of an old mural covering the entire side of a store.
What’s on the other side of the yellow door?
An orange entrance to a shop.
This town had cute sculptures in some houses’ front yards. Here’s a cute monster.
This one is made from bicycle wheels.
A closer look.
I don’t know what to call this bird except cute!
Here we are in Clear Lake.
It was beautiful.
But the lake wasn’t clear. Still very a photographer’s delight.
Lines, lines and shadows.
This was taken off the Rumsey Bridge. An old bridge that was down to the rusted re-bar in some places.
These does were spotting as we were driving off the Cache Creek Casino property.
The property is beautiful.
Fire and smoke. That’s what was waiting for us at our Tuesday outing. So we went west instead of east. We were in search of the Russian River, but really didn’t know how to find it. Have you ever planned a trip like that?
We were four women in a car with a destination in mind and no road map to get us there. We did know the names of some cities we thought were along the Russian River and managed to find them.
Fortunately Karen had a full gas tank because this was a 12 hour road trip! Here are the towns we managed to find: Winters, St. Helena, Calistoga, Geyserville, Clearlake, Rumsey, Guinda, and Cache Creek Casino.
Karen drove and Kelley navigated. Marlene pointed out the outdated call boxes by calling “box!” Karen was outraged over “End Road Construction” signs because we shouldn’t be ending fixing our roads. And, I napped–I’m the oldest! I’ve always fallen asleep in a moving vehicle if I’m not driving, so it wasn’t the company. When I woke up from my little nap, I asked where we were; they didn’t know.
What we did know was that we had a great time. I’ll tell you more in part two of the road trip. I may not be able to tell you exactly in which town the picture was taken because there were so many and my memory is blending them together. I did say that I’m the oldest!
We started taking pictures in Winters.
This old rusted bridge was built in 1906.
Here you see the old and the new.
This is a form of lending library.
I can’t remember the name of this lake, but it was a convenient bathroom stop.
This egret was looking for fish.
I did have to yell stop when I saw this vineyard. Karen obliged by making a U-turn. It would be the first of many.
It was a beautiful stop.
The grapes hung low on the vines.
You can see the leaves are already changing color here.
I was amazed how this tree was sprouting these small branches.
We made it to St. Helena for lunch. This was on the grounds.
You could eat at the small outdoor cafe or in the restaurant. We chose the cafe.
Flowers on the property.
Sweets to buy in the store.
Wine to taste.
And they had red chairs. I love red chairs!
Every time Greg (who is now deceased) and I passed The Old Sugar Mill in Clarksburg, we drove on. Neither of us drank wine and weren’t interested in visiting the wineries represented there. So here I was shooting at the venue with my Toastmasters Photography Club–All About Photography.
I started this Toastmasters Club a couple of years ago to combine my two passions. Both have changed and added to my life. When this venue was chosen for our quarterly outing I thought, “Well you’re going to have to shoot whatever is there.” For all my trepidation, I had a great time. I do believe you need to challenge yourself to grow as a photographer.
While it now houses 11 wineries, the factory, built in 1934, was an operating beet sugar refinery. You’ll see pictures of the old buildings with broken windows, etc. Most of them were locked up for safety reasons. Oh, I would have loved to been able to shoot in them. I was told renovations are in the future.
Now, it’s also available for weddings and other events. They do have a nice lawn area and one building, which you will see, is quite usable for a themed wedding.
What did I learn? Never say never. Challenge yourself. You might be surprised at the outcome. Have you found yourself shooting in a place you thought you’d never go into?
This wine barrel and sign welcomes you inside.
Close up of an old wagon carrying a wine barrel.
I loved how the red light cast on these barrels inside a winery room.
We got there early and the wineries were setting up.
I’m wondering if these barrels are full?
The old buildings and their windows drew my attention.
A green door?
You could see through these yellow framed windows. Yes, color attracts my eye.
Reflections and visions of the building’s interior.
I caught my reflection plus.
Looking up again!
An alley between buildings. They must use this for parties. There are lights strung high.
This building is usable for events. There were some wineries in it.
It is a great place for wine lovers to visit.
A door in one of the older buildings.
Tools leaning against an old building. Notice the cobwebs on the window sill.
At the back of the main building, a place to sit and enjoy your wine.
I’m not that familiar with farming, but I do enjoy taking pictures of them. That’s why I jumped at the chance to participate in the August Arts and Ag Project sponsored by the Yolo Arts. Every month there is a farm open to artists and photographers. The artists paint, draw or create in whatever their medium is and we photographers shoot. The owners give us access to most of the farm and we have the morning to enjoy their life style.
I can’t say that I enjoyed the mosquitoes at the Voelz farm in Yolo County. They had just put down manure and it seemed to be attractive to the little buggers! We were also invited to shoot at a neighbor’s property which has two barns and an old abandoned farm house. It’s this property, that most of us ended up at and the artists were sketching and painting.
I totally enjoyed speaking with the artists who came with chairs, tablets, paints, etc. One even set up in the back of his pick up. We all had one thing in common–the same perspective on what we were capturing. Though, as photographers, we can capture the scene in many different ways, each with a different focal point.
The more agriculture I shoot, the more I learn about farming. In my captions, I’ll let you know which farm is pictured. I’m looking forward to the September outing which is Thursday. I hope they don’t put manure down before we come!
What farm picture would be complete without silos. Taken on the Voelz farm.
This farm vehicle looks like it’s wearing a happy face!
There was also a garden on the Voelz farm.
This hummer was waiting patiently for us to leave.
Just one of the flowers I shot.
Now we’re at the other farm.
The side of one of the old barns.
The other barn.
Making use of half a truck!
Old farming equipment.
An artist sits in his pickup.
A woman sits and paints.
Here’s the old abandoned farm house. I chose to process this in black and whit.
The other old barn.
We came upon a cattle ranch as we went back into town.
The ranch house!
This piano sits outside a Woodland store and was donated to the town so people could play whenever they wanted.
You know I wasn’t entirely happy with my last set of zoo pictures. They were okay, but I wanted improvement. The first step to the happy dance came from Leanne Cole, amazing photographer and friend. She told me to focus my lens manually. Great idea, but I didn’t know how! This F/4 300 mm lens is old, and is not like any I’ve owned. Worse, it didn’t come with a manual.
When I bought it, I showed it to veteran photographer Tom. He checked it out and said it was a good lens and great buy. (It was still within the 90 warranty.) When I realized I couldn’t figure out how to work the lens properly, I asked Tom to join me at the Sacramento Zoo for some instruction. It was a great morning of shooting and fun.
I now know how to focus manually, what the limiter is and more. And the result was amazing. Thank you Tom and Leanne.
I’m now doing the happy dance. See for yourself.
It was bone day at the zoo.
All the big cats were given bones to chew on.
The lens got me very close.
A 300 mm on a crop sensor camera is like 450 mm.
This is the first time I’ve seen the tiger.
This is little (not so little) Rocket. So cute.
There are also pretty flowers at the Sacramento Zoo.
Pardon me, I’m climbing over!
He was finished with his bone. The female then picked it up.
Getting close and personal with a Wolf’s Guenon.
Getting further back with another Wolf’s Guenon.
This Ciquerel’s Sifaka climbed to the top of the enclosure.
This one is looking up.
I couldn’t ID this bird in the pond. But, I guess it’s easier to drink from the water bowl.
This might be a Mongoose Lemur that’s wondering what his hands are for!
The pacing Jaguar. This guy just kept pacing in the back of his enclosure, not stopping. I was lucky to get this, but I’m not sure it’s tack sharp.
Yes, we tried it again, and, yes, the clouds rolled in and hid most of the Milky Way. The forecast called for clear skies, but Mother Nature had other plans. But, with the help of Karen, we had fun light painting, catching color off the clouds and enjoying each others company. For a few, it was a first for night photography.
We shot up at my husband’s observatory. He didn’t get clouded out until just about the time we decided to leave. He does deep space imaging, so his criteria is different.
I’m glad I was with photographers who make the best out of a somewhat bad situation. Will we try again? I’m sure we will. Anyway,here are some of the images I captured that evening.
You can see the Milky Way and the clouds coming in.
We did some light painting on an observatory.
We even tried some abstracts by zooming our lens.
Here’s another abstract that more colorful.
The clouds reflected the ambient lights from the Sacramento Valley.
You can still see the Milky Way in between the clouds.