After my trip into Del Norte, I returned to the Rio Grande National Forest via FSR 380, having still not settled upon a campsite for tonight. I had noted a number of sites, but all were either occupied or otherwise not a good choice for tonight.
I had noted a place along FSR 380 that looked promising for late day photography, so I planned to stop there, since it looked like the timing would work for photographing there today.
I made a number of images at that location, shooting from the edge of the roadway, as the late day shadows moved across the meadow and up the mountainside.
The image above is the one that I liked best. It took me a while to realize that the terraced landscape below the mountain peak is artificial and a result of reclamation of a mine site.
I thought about shooting from the roof rack on my vehicle to get a better view of the ponds, which reflected the scene behind them. I rejected that idea, since it would involve not only awkwardly climbing up and down my access ladder with camera and tripod, but maybe having to move the vehicle multiple times to get the best perspective and having to repeat going up and down the ladder with my gear. In hindsight, I wish I had taken the time to do that, since even the elevated view from my driver’s seat in the van gave a better view of the ponds.
After shooting here, it was getting late in the day and I really needed to find an overnight place to stay. I continued along FSR 380, driving slowly due to the washboarded road. I eventually ended up back at Stunner Campground, having found no other available place to camp. The first pull through campsite and others were vacant, so I claimed the pull through site for tonight.
My son and DIL left early this morning to drive back to their home in the Denver area, since both had to report back to work on Monday. They would return the following Friday, so I would be on my own until then.
I set out driving on FSR 380, hoping to find another good campsite farther to the west and stopping at opportune times to shoot a few photographs.
My first stop this morning was at the end of FSR 243, where I had seen indications of waterfalls or large stream cascades on a creek that crosses at the end of this road.
The image above is a screen shot taken from Google Earth of the end of FSR 243 and the stream, which a newer version of Google Earth labels Treasure Creek. There was a strong water flow along this stream at the time this satellite image was taken. There was not so much water flowing, when I explored this area and maybe had the water flow been much less, when the satellite image was made, I might not have paid it much attention.
There is an official trail into a wilderness area that starts on the south side of the roadway, but no trail to the north, which is the way I wanted to explore. There was a faint trace of a trail, created by hunters and their horses, on the northwestern edge of the creek. So I hiked along that side of the creek. The climb was steep and not knowing what I would find, I decide to travel light with no camera gear and no backpack. I took one small bottle of water, figuring I would not travel very far from my vehicle.
I soon saw that the creek would be picturesque in many places, but getting to the best vantage points for photographing the creek would be challenging due to the steepness of the gully in which the creek ran and numerous back and forth creek crossings, balancing on rocks and/or logs. I decided that I should make many scouting iPhone photos to be sure I captured some of this scenery, since I soon convinced myself that coming back with heavy camera gear, a tripod and backpack might not be safe to do alone and might be more strenuous of an undertaking than I wanted to do.
This stream presented so many compositional possibilities that I spent a considerable amount of time checking out many little details and points of interest along it. I also extracted some of the flowing water details to make abstracts with the light refracting into rainbow like colors and other highlights.
I made so many images along this stream that even presenting a selected subset of them will require multiple blog post to avoid overwhelming readers of this blog.
The moss covered rocks ranged from deep green to a golden yellow with the sunlight bring out the colors even in late morning; although, the iPhone does not handle strong light contrast well, so some portions of the images have blown out pixels. One would have to be there in person to really appreciate the magical feeling created by the sound and color along this stream.
Along the ridge above the creek I found a few tree stumps or portions of fallen, weathered trees with interesting texture and patterns.
After working my way slowly along the creek for awhile, I saw a wispy waterfall in the distance.
Encouraged by this sight, I was determined to continue this journey for awhile longer.
On Saturday, September 19, 2020 we photographed just off of a roadway not too far from Platoro Reservoir. I made a few shots with the reservoir and mountainside behind. This one is my favorite:
It takes considerable thought making compositions within a forest. Even though there is natural beauty all around, it is not as easy as one might think to make an interesting photograph with so much around that can be distracting or unappealing in an image and, after a while, one begins to think that the compositions are too common and repetitive.
I found the contrast of the small evergreens among the tall, rugged Aspens interesting.
And again I found boulders with fallen Aspen leaves decorating them in the forest.
Near the roadway I found a number of Aspens that had started growing horizontally, maybe from some early life damage, but that had turned to grow upward toward the sky.
As I later discovered, it was not unusual to find such curved shapes in the Aspen trunks. I’m sure there must be a logical explanation for this unusual growth pattern.
I spotted a small shimmering Aspen tree that really stood out against the darker surroundings. I included the small tree as a highlight in a wide angle image. When reviewing that photograph, I decided to crop the image, making it more apparent that the small tree was the primary object of interest .
I made a few close up images of the yellow Aspen leaves late in the day. I had brought only a wide angle lens on this shoot. The wide angle close ups always include much more than I wanted in the images, so I cropped them during editing to pick out the portions that I was trying to capture.
It was late in the day and the sun was rapidly sinking in the sky, but I managed to get a few images with weak back light, then a few more with dispersed light. The three presented here are the ones that I like best.
Continuing to drive farther along FSR 250, checking out the scenery and possible campsites, I pulled off the road, when I saw this view of a red top mountain.
I made a mental note of this location, hoping to return here again, when I had more time to shoot with my DSLR.
Shortly after taking this photo, I came to Stunner Campground at the intersection of FSR 250 and FSR 380. I was surprised to find that it was not only open, but free and no one else was there.
I pulled into the first campsite that just happened to be a level, pull through site that would be perfect for my son and DIL’s small camper trailer. This campsite came with a pair of hiking boots (image below). I then staked out the next campsite just a bit more down the loop for my vehicle.
Just up the hillside, on one side of my campsite, were tailings from an old mine or exploratory mine.
A few other campers began to arrive in the campground a little later with a few staying and a few driving on.
Since I had plenty of time before my son arrived, I did a lot of walking in and around the campground, scouting for potential photographic opportunities.
There were many large rocks and boulders scattered around the campground. The rocks usually had splotches of lichen growing on them in interesting patterns.
I worked my down towards the Alamosa River that ran beside the campground.
The photo above was taken from atop mine tailings, looking down towards the river and across to a mountainside. Notice that there are patches of good fall color, but most of the trees are still green or just showing signs of changing.
The beetle killed evergreen trees really spoil the scenery now all around the Rocky Mountains, but there are trees that either are resistant or maybe just not yet attacked by the beetles.
The soil in this area is mineral rich, resulting in an orange-red color in the water, staining the rocks and anything else in the water. The water is acidic from the naturally occurring minerals and the mine tailing contribute even more to the natural elements in the water.
There were numerous other indications of old mining operations around the campground and I even saw newish claim stakes in one location.
That little Aspen tree in the photo above really caught my eye, so I had to photograph it with a green evergreen tree as background. I tried other compositions and close up views, but this one is most pleasing to me.
When my son arrived, he said the fall color in this area was the best he had seen on his trip from the Denver area and that there was much smoke from forest fires visible during most of the drive. There seemed to be little, if any indication of smoke in this area.
We drove around a little after they arrived to decide where to go for a morning shoot the next day.
This is open range country, so there were cows wandering around the forest. A small herd of cattle moved into the campground during the night, sleeping in the open, grassy meadow of the campground.
The darker spots in the grass of the photo above are places where the frost did not form, because an animal was laying there during the night.
At sometime during my second day in Colorado, my son and his wife decided that due to the smoke from numerous large forest fires in Colorado, it would be best to come south to meet me in the Rio Grande National Forest. So I needed to find a suitable campsite for all of us and scout the forest roads for potential photographic opportunities.
Thus Friday morning I continued to drive along Forest Service Road 250 and spurs off of FSR 250, looking for good campsites, stopping above Platoro Reservoir to shoot a few DSLR photos.
Much snow fell in this area during the early fall storm with much remaining on the mountain peaks and a few patches in shady, lower elevations.
Walking up a hillside, I found large boulders with colorful lichen interspersed with the Aspens.
Aspen tree trunks often have interesting features, but this one, adjacent to one group of boulders, had a major scar.
Another view of two large, lichen covered boulders in the Aspen grove is above.
My main task today was to find another campsite, so I soon moved on to continue that search.
This is a continuation of my visits to Indiana covered bridges in October, 2019. I am including multiple bridges in this post, due to the limited photographic opportunities at these bridges.
The Edna Collins Bridge (follow the link to read more about the haunting of this bridge) is a short bridge along a narrow paved roadway. I parked on the side of the road, after getting out to check to be sure it was safe to pull onto the steeply dipping shoulder.
There was no way to get down into the creek to shoot a side view. The bridge is aligned approximately east-west, so shooting from the west side in the late afternoon was best.
Leaving Edna Collins, I drove to Crooks Bridge. There is much confusion about the history of this bridge. Follow the embedded link to read about it. This seemed to be a popular bridge on one of the Covered Bridge Festival routes, as there was a fair amount of tourist traffic that I had to contend with as I looked for ways to shoot it. My shots from one end at an angle to the bridge, resulted in a very tilted look that I could not adequately correct. I also attempted to shoot from a low water, concrete crossing beside the bridge, but I could not get anything worth sharing from that perspective, looking into the afternoon sunlight. Finally, I walked down the steep slope on the northwest corner of the bridge into the creek bed, from which I got this shot:
From Crooks Bridge, I continued to McAllister Bridge. I parked at a pull off area and began to walk around the bridge checking out various view points before getting out my camera gear. On my way back to the vehicle to get my gear, another car pulled up and a couple of ladies emerged and began walking towards the bridge. As they passed me one said, “Houston”. It was obvious that she had seen my Texas license plate. I thought that she was asking, if I was from Houston, but she was actually telling me that she was from Houston and went on to say she was visiting relatives in the area. I had lived in Katy, in the western portion of the greater Houston area and of course she knew about Katy. Such a small world.
Shooting options at McAllister were limited. I could see no way to get any interesting shots and I ended up with common views. This image, shot from the edge of the roadway, looking up at the front and side of the bridge, is the most interesting perspective that I got.
Continuing on my way, I stopped at Neet Bridge, but I could see no way to get interesting shots today, so I continued to Roseville. I experienced the same at Roseville, but I did make a few images with my iPhone, drove across the bridge, just because I was there, turning around and crossing it again to head towards Harry Evans Bridge.
Many of the covered bridges have the “Cross this bridge at a walk” warning, but I saw no vehicles heeding this advice. Most went much faster than I can walk and I can walk fast.
It was getting late in the day and the settings for the last few bridges that I visited were not interesting, so I did not bother getting out my DSLR and shot with my iPhone. Some of these might be more interesting to shoot later in the fall or winter.
By the time I got to the Zacke Cox Bridge, it was very late in the afternoon and time to begin the drive back to my wife’s cousin’s house.
This is the last of the October, 2019 covered bridges posts. Maybe I will get back to this area in the fall of 2020 and have opportunities to see more of the covered bridges.
After a day of other activities, I took another afternoon to visit more covered bridges in an area east of Indianapolis, Indiana. I started at Oakalla Bridge, just south of the last bridge (Dunbar) that I had visited during my first day of shooting covered bridges.
I think most of the covered bridges have some graffiti on or around them and Oakalla Bridge seems to be popular with those who like to mark things with graffiti. I saw some evidence of graffiti being painted over on the exterior of the bridge and other graffiti in the interior.
It is also easy to get down into the creek channel from one side of the bridge. The long log in the creek below the bridge even has graffiti on it.
There was plenty of room to move around on the wide sandy bank on one side of the bridge. I made numerous images from this area, but in the end, I only chose a couple of those as most representative of the bridge and its setting to include in this post.
The last bridge that I got to late in the afternoon of my first day of photographing Indiana covered bridges was the Dunbar Bridge. There was more traffic across this bridge than any of the other bridges that I had photographed earlier in the day, maybe because it was late in the day and people were going home after their work day was over.
Wide angle lens distortion, especially when shooting from one side at an angle to the plane of the bridge, makes these bridges appear to be leaning to one side. Some bridges were actually leaning a little and/or the sides were not vertical, so the distortion exaggerates the lean or angle. I try to correct this in post processing, but sometimes it is not possible to completely correct the distortion.
To get to the creek for a side image, I had to walk beneath the bridge from the only easily accessible route. This appears to be a popular place for young people, judging by the graffiti and many footprints in the sand. Looking closely at the writing on the left hand side beam one can see a message from Missy proclaiming that she loves Ken. I promise that I did not write that or anything else on the bridge.
The side view of the bridge with the creek, bridge and tree reflections in the creek and the sandy shore line with the early fall foliage in the background was quite good.
The dim late day light required longer exposures, showing the motion in the clouds and probably blurring of the tree foliage moving in the wind.
Some of these images have embedded links to higher resolution images on Flickr. Viewing the images there will let one see more detail.
This bridge got its name from a large boulder in the creek that moved, when the current was strong. That boulder was destroyed, as it was deemed a threat to the bridge.
Rolling Stone is a short, single span bridge in an attractive setting.
I shot multiple exposures of the inside, then combined those to create HDR images.
The engineering and construction of these bridges is remarkable. These were designed to last for many years, although these do require maintenance, mostly to the exterior, from time to time.
I was able to get down to the creek and shoot from several viewpoints along the creek shoreline.
The second stop during my first day of photographing covered bridges in Putnam County, Indiana was at the Pine Bluff Bridge.
The setting around Pine Bluff is more attractive than that around Cornstalk (see previous post) and this will be a great place to shoot, when the fall colors peak.
I found a way to get down to the creek, where I could walk along the edge of the creek and beneath the bridge to shoot it from both sides.
I experimented with the DxO Nik Selective Colorization of a monochrome image with a couple of the photographs taken of this bridge, bringing out the red color of the bridge after converting the images to monochrome.
The photo above is my favorite of this bridge with the curved road leading to it.
The final image here is looking back from near the bridge down the roadway leading to the bridge. I know this will be a great place to try to return to another time, when the fall colors are at their peak.