Housatonic River

Psychedelic foam

Psychedelic foam

Cornwall Bridge, Connecticut.

Tom and I hiked south along the Appalachian Trail next to the Housatonic River after voting. We saw a very mature (and large) American bald eagle less than 50′ away on a sycamore tree branch. It was exciting and while it would have been fun to attempt to photograph it, we just stood there in awe, admiring this incredible animal.

We’re in a drought here the northeast and the Housatonic River is moving very slowly. The slowness of the river is allowing foam to gather along the banks in interesting ways as it interacts with branches and rocks. I spent a good amount of time photographing this particular foam pattern; it was changing right before my eyes and how it interacted with the rock at the top of the frame was fascinating.

I would have posted this yesterday but I’ve been extremely shocked, embarrassed, and ultimately depressed about the US. election. I’m very sorry for what my country has done.

Walk over Ten Mile Mountain

Swamp reflection

Swamp reflection near Rt. 55 and the New York border

Gaylordsville, Connecticut.

We hiked the Appalachian Trail between Hoyt Rd, on the New York/Connecticut border to Bull’s Bridge over Ten Mile Mountain with one of the heads of the Connecticut Appalachian Mountain Club. I’ve decided to take this section of trail, closer to my house and with this club which, amazingly since I live in Connecticut, I’ve not worked with before.

It’s a great section, about 4 miles long with plenty of photo ops along the way, including this nice swamp on the southern end and the Housatonic River (which is very low now) on the northern end.

I’m still maintaining the Race Brook Falls trail for the Berkshire AMC as well.

If I’m not fit this summer with plenty of new images, I’m not doing my job.

Housatonic River at Bull's Bridge

Housatonic River at Bull’s Bridge

Spring on the Housatonic

Spring is here

West Cornwall, Connecticut. Hiking along the Appalachian Trail with the Housatonic River behind me. This field and these hills are coming to life so fast they seem to have changed colors in just a few days. Of course with the march toward summer comes the march of insects in New England. I guess it’s worth it but when they’re buzzing in your ears you think fondly of winter.

Both of these images were taken with a Canon G11 “pocket” camera.


Ferns of all types are opening so fast now they’re only in this embryonic "fiddlehead" state for a few days.

Ten Mile River to Bulls Bridge

The start of the Appalachian Trail in Connecticut

Hiking the beginning of the Appalachian Trail in Connecticut: Ten Mile River to Bull’s Bridge. This is a nice, 4 mile hike that’s not hard and can be done in snow (like this day).

Richard, Loren, and Dave on top of Ten Mile Hill

Me, Loren, and Dave on top of Ten Mile Hill. I used an ultrapod to velcro the G11 to a tree to take this. Of course, the wind picked up and the tree started moving.

Looking north up the Housatonic River to Kent

Looking north up the Housatonic River to Kent. This is a great overlook and the ridge on the left is the last hike that Dave and I did which was very tough and wiped us out. At the end of that hike is Kent and past that is Caleb’s Peak which is another great hike on the AT.

Ice and reflection on Ten Mile River

Ice and reflection on Ten Mile River.

This was my last picture of the day. Right after taking it, camera still turned on with lens extended and LCD folded out, I tripped over a rock buried in deep snow and did a face/camera plant in a snow drift. The Canon G11 was completely covered with snow and ice and while I wasn’t physically hurt in the fall, I was totally humiliated.

I got cleaned up and did a bit of cleaning on the camera, turned it off and wrapped it in clean paper towels left over from lunch and put it in my pack.

When I got home I put a clean towel on a table, took camera out of bag, took card and battery out of camera, wiped everything down with a micro fiber cloth and put an over head lamp on it to slowly dry it out.

I left it like this all night and resisted the urge to check it out until this morning. This morning I wiped everythign down again, charged up the battery, unloaded the card onto my computer, put battery and card back in camera and turned it on.

With lens extended I used some lens cleaning solution to clean it up, a micro fiber cloth to clean up the extended lens barrel and LCD screen and erased the card.

I took a few pictures, the camera seems to work fine, so far.

I’m quite amazed as the camera was completely covered with wet snow and ice. I thank my lucky stars this was the G11 and not the 5D although I think the DSLR might have stood up to it even better. Still, Canon made the G11 sturdier than I thought and add to that I’m extremely lucky and you have a nice end to what was potentially an expensive outing.

Karma being what it is, I almost killed myself this morning clearing snow off our driveway. I hope that’s all the Karmic feedback I’ll get from this "event."

Cornwall Bridge to Kent

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

Cornwall Bridge, Connecticut. The Housatonic River is right behind me as I take this and these are the southern Berkshire Mountains. This stretch of the AT is the longest stretch along a river on it’s entire 2000 mile run, about eight miles on the west bank of the Housatonic. We only did about six miles today but plan to do the entire section on Sunday to work off Thanksgiving dinner.

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

Fast experiment with a hand held macro. Interesting bokeh for a point and shoot camera.

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

An island on the Housatonic River.

As we talked down stream we kept seeing a bald eagle flying ahead of us and stopping until we caught up. I think if one came here early in the day loaded for bear (for eagle) with a long lens there might be a chance of catching him fishing.

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

Bank of the Housatonic River.

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

The sun is setting behind the hill to the left of me and lighting up this windrow of trees at the end of this cornfield.

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

Over that hill and the next one is Warren where I live. This place is quite close to my house.

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

Where’s waldo?

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

This was a test of putting the G11 on a table top tripod, putting it on my pack, setting the camera to Av mode, stopping down, some, and using the timer to get rid of vibration to see about getting a shot with some sharpness front to back. It was a bad test in that the light was low enough and the ISO high enough (auto, stupid me) that the trees are full of noise. I can see potential though and I’ll keep working on shots like this with this camera.

Appalachian Trail: Cornwall Bridge to Kent

Sunset on the Housatonic. Good thing we were almost back to the car, it was getting cold.

Mamen shooting the Housatonic

Mamen shooting the Housatonic

Bull’s Bridge, Connecticut. Bull’s Bridge* (behind Mamen) is one of the oldest covered bridges in Connecticut and the Housatonic River, which runs under it drops in a series of falls and rapids that Mamen is “shooting” here.

We’d driven by this spot on our way to the Metro North train to New York and decided to return there to see if we could find a photo or two. It was a bit bright for shots like this so we didn’t do well but it was fun anyway, just being out with a good friend.

*The wonderful thing about this bridge, for me, is that in the 1930s my father used to hitch hike up Rt. 22 from New York and walk across this bridge on his way to various waiter jobs in camps and lodges tucked into the lakes in Connecticut near where I now live. Later, when I used to drive him across Bull’s bridge he’d start into one of many long stories about all the girlfriends… never mind.