Heading Up to the Falls- Photo Journal with None too Steady Hands

New Hampshire foliage
Exploring up in the white Mountains, NH
NH river photography
Exploring in the NH white mountains
New Hampshire forests
Nature in the white mountains
Explorers in New Hampshire
New Hampshires White Mountains
A view down, in the white mountains NH
A river while heading up to the Falls, NH

a continuation of adventures I’ve only just got around to sharing that happened back at the end of May….

My first time up in the woods, actual woods and not just a particularly overgrown backyard. Kat showed me what real thighs are made of, and I learned Texas had not prepared me for the hardship of up-up-up and forever forward. Also, shaky hands do not make the best of a photographer, but a snap here and a snap there are better than just throwing the damned heavy thing in our shared backpack and giving up. Determination, thy name was discovered in the rainy downpour of a New Hampshire trail.


A Series of Furry Creatures Bumpin’ Into My Path- South West Colorado

Colorado Cat, South Fork Processed with VSCOcam with c3 preset Little wildlife in south west colorado Processed with VSCOcam with k2 presetOddly enough, even with all the traveling i’ve done this past year, I haven’t really seen a lot of what you would call “wildlife”, or at least I haven’t photographed any, apart from an overly curious fawn in Tennessee, and some really battered looking seagulls in San Francisco. So, even though it wasn’t ever my goal to be a nature photographer, I still had a bit of a craving to capture the creatures that inhabit the places I visit, that call home the spots I wish were my own.

On my recent adventure in Colorado, whether I was running around the fields in the shadow of giants, testing the limits of mortality by balancing on rocks over the edge of a waterfall, driving along empty stretches of highway, or just trying to figure out how to check out from our hotel in the wee hours of the morning, it seems I kept bumping into furry cuties, and it couldn’t have made the trip more perfect.


And We Went up into the Woods- Moose Point State Park, Maine

Look out, there. MaineAfter running around exploring the rocky coastline of Maine’s Moose Point State Park me and Kat headed down one of the trails leading into the woods. The smell of ocean and seaweed faded into the crispness of forest and damp leaves, our muffled footsteps taking us further into the quiet.

Moose Point State ParkThese Maine Trees
A little Maine ForestThe trees here smell like heaven Maine Woods

There were signs of people here, a white picket fence, a bench positioned towards trees, but in the time we spent there, we didn’t see a single person or hear anything besides the chirping of birds and the patter of raindrops on leaves.A fence here, Maine the red moss here Tree Branches at home Kat Climbs a Tree, in A dress no less Big Spruce Trail, Maine An overlook, and Kat

The green here was brilliant, illuminated against the shadows like sign posts to come closer, explore further. And we did. Kat made to climb trees even while in a dress and I ran behind her, my camera bumping against my hip, trying to capture the moments of being there, while enjoying the feeling of wild freedom, no responsibilities and clean air in our lungs. Its simple here A carpet of green Moss and dark Moose Trail Kat touches the green

Even though just a few hours later we would be in the mountains of New Hampshire, daring mortality with our escapades on slippery rocks down fast rivers, the quiet and calm in these Maine woods would remain a favorite memory for that day.