Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Road Trip: Day 5 - Heading Into Death Valley & Ballarat





Inside Charlie's sunbaked truck.

The Ballarat Cemetery. 




Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Road Trip: Day 4 - Yosemite National Park

I love all of the National Parks, and Yosemite is without a doubt one of the most well known, however until I watched the Ken Burns documentary 'The National Parks: America's Best Idea', I honestly didn't know much of anything about Yosemite. Everyone knows what the Grand Canyon looks like, and Old Faithful at Yellowstone, but for whatever reason I couldn't picture Yosemite very well, aside from maybe that view of Half Dome that you always see. So even though Yosemite was one of our assumed stops (our plans tend to change and leaving everything sort of open ended is our favorite way to travel), I really didn't know what to expect. 

Yosemite really isn't that far of a drive from San Francisco. The drive was rough though. We were both tired and all I really wanted was to find a rest stop that we could sleep at for a few hours. That's not asking too much is it? Well apparently it is because there are seriously zero rest stops within a hundred miles of Yosemite. We drove up a winding mountain road for what felt like hours before giving up and turning around to head back into the small town we had passed at the bottom of the mountain. Shortly after I turned around and started heading back down the mountain, I stopped at a turn out to get something out of the back of the car. When I got out I looked up and saw the night sky like I had never seen it before. It was honestly like seeing stars for the first time. I had no idea that you could see so much with the naked eye. I just stared up in amazement. There were so many and they all felt so close and so bright. The ribbon of Milky Way streaking across the sky. It was humbling. 

I called Kaylah to come out of the car and see it. We stood and studied the stars for a moment and then pulled out the cameras and tripods to see if we could capture it. The photos do no justice at all. I guess it's just something that you have to experience for yourself. Hard to believe that at one time the sky looked like this all over. No wonder why ancient civilizations were so fascinated with astronomy. 

After a rough nights sleep in the parking lot of an H&R Block, we picked up some caffeine and snacks that we called breakfast, and then headed back up the mountain and into the park.

Even before making it all the way into the park, Yosemite had won me over. I became lost in it. 

There are so many waterfalls.

There are certain places that tug on my heartstrings. Places that I feel an unexplained connection to. Places that fill me with a sense of peace and homecoming. I don't know what it is about Yosemite that makes me feel this way. Maybe it's some primal desire to return to nature. Whatever it is, I'm ready to go back.


Monday, July 27, 2015

Jeff Comes In From Maine For A Day Of Clevelanding

One of my best friends lives in Maine. He's been there for a while now after moving from Northeast Ohio. Once or twice a year he comes to Ohio to visit. The last time was in the winter although we still rode bikes, it wasn't the most enjoyable ride. It was bitter cold, and we could only tolerate it for about ten miles. This time the weather couldn't have been more perfect. We vowed to ride as much as we could, which turned out to be thirty-eight miles.

The ride started out with just Jeff and I, as Kaylah waited for UPS to drop off a package and Jason did whatever it is that Jason does. The first stop, if you can call it a stop, was this old school that is currently being demolished. I had always wanted to get into this place. The architecture is unlike anything you see in modern construction. I spoke with the crew that was working there and thankfully they're actually saving some of the ornate architectural details.

Jeff and I rode around for about fifteen miles before stopping at Kaylah's so that she could join our ride. Next we biked over to Noodle Cat for some steam buns. After throwing down a quick lunch we met up with Jason and cruised around downtown for a few more miles and eventually ended up at a secret beach (or secret pile of rocks and debris) just east of downtown.

Carving our initials into some driftwood.

Heading back to the bikes.

From there we went straight to Koko Bakery, where we met up with Brandon. We were tired and needed snacks and/or bubble tea.

We sat on the ground outside eating some rolls that they had given us for free. We don't know what kind of rolls these were but they were good, we dubbed them honey buckets, although I'm pretty sure there was no honey in them what so ever.

Since it was Wednesday, our final stop was back over on the westside in Hingetown, for their Wednesday concert series, and of course for food truck food.

There, we met up with some other friends and ate tacos while listening to live music. We covered a lot of ground and stopped at a lot of great places. Always feels good to spend a day with friends, taking advantage of so much of what Cleveland has to offer.

Photos taken with a Canon 6D, using a Canon 50mm f/1.4 and Canon 20mm f/2.8.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Road Trip: Day 3 - San Francisco Briefly

From Monterey we continued north into San Francisco. We had wanted to spend more time here, obviously, but we ended up getting here a little bit later in the day than we would have liked. Our time in San Francisco might have been brief but it was still a lot of fun. Our first stop was was the Camera Obscura and Sutro Baths ruins.

The Camera Obscura. It's basically a giant pinhole camera that you can go inside of. Unfortunately it was closed by the time we got here, but the building itself was worth the stop. It's something straight out of a Wes Anderson movie.

Probably one of the coolest fishing spots I've ever seen.

The Sutro Baths was a massive and beautiful building built in 1894. Sadly, the business was never all that successful and in 1964 developers bought the sight in hopes of tearing down the baths and building high-rise apartments. A fire ended up destroying the building and the plans for high-rise apartments was thrown out by the city, and the ruins of the baths and the surrounding area became part of the Golden Gate National Recreation Area

At this point the fog started to thicken. 

And the fog followed us getting thicker and thicker as we drove around the city. The idea was to go see the Golden Gate Bridge at sunset but by the time we got to the bridge it was dark, or so we thought. We drove across the bridge without being able to see the bridge itself. The fog was so dense. I've never seen anything like it. This is the only photo that I got of the Golden Gate Bridge. It's actually a long exposure with extensive editing in Lightroom. Standing there looking at the bridge with the naked eye it looked more like just a few street lights hidden behind fog in the middle of a moonless night. Little did we know that the sun hadn't actually set yet. We drove away from the bridge heading north and after about half an hour we drove out of the fog to see that there was still light in the sky, the sun had just set.

I wish I could have spent a lot more time in San Francisco. Definitely a city that I would like to return to. Hopefully next time I'll actually have a chance to photograph the bridge.


Friday, July 17, 2015

Road Trip: Day 3 - Big Sur & Monterey



Looking down from the bridge.




