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People along the way

We are surrounded by beautiful souls in our lives and on this trip, we got to visit some of our favorites and meet some new ones along the way.

I have known Eddie and Michelle for a LONG time. I met Michelle when she came to work at Killip Elementary School in Flagstaff in maybe 2000? Two years later I got a cancelation for a Grand Canyon River Trip and they joined us. Later that fall, in October 2002, Ellen and I got married and we fashioned our wedding after theirs from the previous year. So, our anniversary is one year and one week later than this sweet couple.

This is a spray paint artist we watched in Progreso, Mexico. He was quite good and I STILL can’t figure out how anyone paints anything worth hanging with spray paint. What talent.

We spent most of our time in Houston with my cousin David. Our fathers were brothers, both now deceased. Bong, his husband as of March 26th, could join us on occasion as he was still teaching school when we were there. Dave is retired so we played, a LOT. Looking forward to more time in Houston.

On one of our bayou bike rides in Houston, we came across a wall of murals on the back walls of a strip mall.  This guy came out of one of the doors and we asked if he was one of the artists and he said YES! What are the odds?

A creepy little guy selling clothing in Galveston.

This guy had caught a yellowfin tuna and wanted someone at the fish market to filet it for him but they had already closed for the afternoon so he had to walk his poor tuna back to his boat, dragging its nose along the dock, to filet it himself.

We fund several folks on the South Padre Island Beach searching for treasures.

This is the beautiful couple now living in ellen’s childhood home in Harlingen, Tiffany, and Rudy. They were gracious hosts, let us wander into each room, and even sent us off with a Texas treat bag.

This guy was fishing off the end of the pier at Fountainebleau State Park on Lake Ponchatrain. He caught s small ray of some sort.

This is our very knowledgeable Voodoo Museum guide who took us all around New Orleans and had great stories. And this beautiful voodoo queen ran the cash register in the museum.

This is the artist who makes the mardi gras masks. They are exquisite.

Back at camp, we were approached by Erin who invited us back to her pad to meet Andy. They own the only Four Wheel Camper in the south! Ok, probably not but it’s the only other one we saw once we left Arizona. It’s an early 1990s Granby on a ’73 Ford 100. They live in it full time and travel in between Amazon warehouse jobs. Quite the interesting couple.

I first saw this colorful character coming from behind us, walking down a side street toward the parade. Once she was in front of all the bands she came alive and began dancing along with the music as she made her way down the avenue.

Only in New Orleans…

We stopped to visit ellen’s sister Ruth who happened to be staying with her son and daughter-in-law in Poplar, Mississippi.

THIS was an interesting conversation. We stopped in this coffee shop in Houston, MS looking for help in finding the road and house Ellen and her family lived in 1969-70ish. Ellen mentioned the high school where she was a freshman and this lady lowered her voice and said, in a soft southern accent, that the old high school had burned down in 1973 under suspicious circumstances. When we asked what happened she lowered her voice, even more, looked around, and said that was the year they elected their first Black homecoming queen. Yikes!

We drove from Mississippi to Dollywood then on to Weaverville just outside of Ashville, NC for a day to visit our old neighbors from Flagstaff, Trish and Paul. They were wonderful hosts and gave us the lay of the land and Paul’s signature egg muffins for breakfast.

From Ashville, it wasn’t far to Hillsborough and cousin Wendy and her two charming children. We stayed three days, saw some beautiful country, hung out with amazing people, and talked to our granddaughter on the lid of a trash container.

Then it was the big drive to Ohio! We stayed there for six days and had some wonderful family time.

Evonne and Akacia showed us their favorite places.

Rob spends a lot of time on his craft as a tattoo artist.

Chelsea joined us for Mother’s Day morning coffee.

Rob got to join us on a sunny day downtown.

We went to Evonne’s place of work on our way out of town at the end of the week. They all love her there.

We met these two lovely folks at Sugar Bottom Campground outside of Iowa City. We hope to run into them again in our adventures.

We spent two days at the family farm in Nebraska where we extracted honey from bee boxes with this amazing lady, Becky Puncochar, my half-brother’s Aunt. We also learned about and got to ride a folding bike which we have incorporated into our camping rig, and got to wander down by the Platt River with Jonathan who came to visit from Denver for the weekend. It was a busy two days.

Our final stop was Denver where we got to walk the niece and nephew to school.

Hang out with Chelsea in Idaho Springs and hot tub.

Have dinner with the Prow family.  I taught with Laura at Killip in Flagstaff some years ago. Timothy is a master plumber and Nate hales from Ethiopia. We love this framily.

We had days mostly to ourselves as Chelsea took the week off but got sick and spent time sleeping, everyone else was either at work or school.

Except for this guy, he seemed to be the neighborhood watch guy. Creepy.

People, it’s what travel is really all about. And if they live in cool places? it’s a bonus.

Transportation along the way

Transportation is another subject I really enjoy photographing. The lines and forms of old cars, the character of bicycles, the stories of old trains, etc. In the world of keywording, this is one of my main themes. Once I’ve assigned an image with the keyword transportation I can then call up all of the transportation images and add more such as bikes, trains, cars, airplanes, coyote hawk, trucks, ships, boats, and tractors. Those are the nine subsets I’m currently happy with.

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This old car was parked in front of the Portal general store.

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This horse trailer sits on the property our friend Michelle looks after in Portal. April was a nice time to be there for the wildflowers.

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The space shuttle attached to a 747 at Johnson Space Center. Pretty cool.

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They have a parking lot in Galveston for the cruise ships.  Right in the middle of town. A parking lot.

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Aaahh, the mighty Mississippi in New Orleans. A coast guard cutter heading upriver as it passes a container ship heading south and out into the Gulf.

 

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A funny little vehicle in New Orleans, perfect for the super narrow streets. It reminds me of the cleverly designed golf carts I saw on Catalina Island years ago.

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This bike was also main themed under art. Duh.

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THIS image was also main themed under people AND music. We were listening to a performer play. I never did see how successful he was at riding and carrying such a large drum.

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In Houston, MS one can pull up behind a tractor in regular rush hour traffic.

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In Tennessee, at Henry Horton State Park we went for a walk on the recommendation of a fellow camper and found these old abandoned vehicles.

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From the Purple People Bridge that connects Ohio and Kentucky, we spied this tug pushing a barge up the Ohio River.

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We found this boat on a walking trail around the lake at Winton Woods Campground outside of Cincinnati.

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We found this old cart outside a building in the Amana Colony in Iowa. The below is used on the family farm in Nebraska to get around and haul bee boxes to the garage for honey extraction.

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Next week we’ll explore some of the different foods we came across on our journey.

Happy shooting!

Black and White Photography, Flagstaff

Black and White imagery can be stunning and powerful. In August of 2019 Joel Wolfson, a local Flagstaff photographer, was the instructor on an Arizona Highways PhotoScapes workshop on black and white photography held in Flagstaff. Flagstaff is one of the greatest places to be in the state of Arizona in August. I live here and I love working with Joel so I agreed to volunteer for the workshop. Like night photography, shooting in black and white is not my jam. I tend to turn color photos into black and white as an afterthought.

It was a three-day weekend workshop that began on a Friday with a long classroom session before shooting in the afternoon. It ended on Sunday by 3:30. It included two morning shoots, three afternoon shoots and lots of time in the classroom for critiques and lessons. There is a LOT to learn about black and white photography.

We learned about the zone system created by Ansel Adams and Fred Archer around 1940. The technique is based on late 19th century sensitometry studies. The Zone System provides photographers with a systematic method of precisely defining the relationship between the way they visualize the photographic subject and the final results. Although it originated with black-and-white sheet film, the Zone System is also applicable to roll film, both black-and-white and color, negative and reversal, and to digital photography. Joel taught the process of making this work. It’s going to take some practice.

We photographed in the mountains around Flagstaff…

as well as in town at the Pioneer Musium on Highway 180 and a little downtown.

If you are looking to up your game in the black and white genre this is the workshop for you. I had fun meeting some great participants and photographing in my hometown. It’s funny how little we do that.

Happy Shooting!

Slot Canyons and the Colorado Plateau

As we enter the 2019 Arizona Highways PhotoScapes Workshops season I find myself on the slot canyon trip for the second time in my career there. The participants on this trip were remarkable and super fun as we navigated some new experiences together. I was fortunate enough to co-guide this workshop with Rick Jacobi, one of my all-time favorite people at Highways.

We picked up our folks in Phoenix on a Saturday morning in March and headed to Page, AZ, the launchpad for our five-day adventure. We drove through Flagstaff and stopped for lunch in Cameron at the famous historic trading post.

Upon arriving in Page we had an introductory classroom session before heading off to our evening shoot at the Old Paria Townsite. It’s not quite what I had imagined but beautiful nonetheless. I was hoping for old buildings. Nope. There was an interpretive sign describing what used to be there and some beautiful scenery but no buildings.

There was a cool fence. Not sure it was historic or added later by BLM folks.

The color in the rock at that time of day was stunning.

Due to a late evening (we got back to the hotel around 10:30 following dinner) we slept in instead of doing the sunset shoot and prepared ourselves for our first slot canyon called Secret Canyon. You need a guide as it is on private land and requires a four-wheel-drive vehicle that does well in sand.

You could run the argument that once you’ve seen one slot canyon you’ve seen them all. I would have to disagree. Each one has such unique curves, lines, colors, and patterns that set them apart.

Switching into black and white helps focus on the lines and patterns.

You could spend an entire day in just one section of any of these canyons and see different colors and shadows as the sun passes overhead.

 

Our evening shoot turned into its own adventure as we managed to get both vans stuck in the sand on our way to Stud Horse Point overlooking Highway 89 and Lake Powell. With the help of a well-equipped off-road camper, we managed to get back to Page just in time for dinner and bed.

Monday morning we again slept in and had time to process images. Our mid-day shoot took us to Canyon X, so-called because of the X you see at a certain point in the canyon as you look up.

It could have just as easily been named Heart Canyon or Feather Canyon.

The glow from the reflective light is awe-inspiring.

It could also be called Glow Canyon.

Monday afternoon we spent showing our images and critiquing them which is one of the best things about these workshops, learning how to improve a shot you thought you NAILED!

Tuesday morning found us at the now famed Horseshoe Bend. This once dirt parking lot and trail is now a pay lot with porta-potties and a paved trail with shaded benches to the rim with railing. It’s become quite popular.

Our evening shoot found us at Toadstools, a less than a mile hike back to some pretty cool hoodoos.

Wednesday morning we went to a pull out at “Little Cut” to shoot the “Teepees” at first light. They are beautiful. As much as I had been to Page in the last 30 years it took shooting with Highways to find this spectacular location. We always just drove right past and headed to the lake!

I love this region of the State and am always happy to share it with newcomers.

As a quick plug for myself, please remember that if you see an image you like you can let me know and order it to hang on your wall or in notecard form. 😉

Happy Shooting!

Watson Lake in Winter

Watson Lake is one of two reservoirs at the Granite Dells, in Prescott, Arizona, that was formed in the early 1900s when the Chino Valley Irrigation District built a dam on Granite Creek. The City of Prescott bought the reservoir and surrounding land in 1997 to preserve it as recreational land. Local rock climbers use the granite cliffs above and adjacent to the lake for top-roping and lead climbing. The lake is also the home of TriCity Prep Rowing Crew, a local high school team and only rowing team in Northern Arizona. Who knew?

Arizona Highways PhotoScapes runs this workshop in January in order to be able to photograph the sunrise. The park opens year-round at 7:00 am. In the summer we would miss the sunrise. And, we get the lake pretty much to ourselves in winter as most visitors take advantage of the lake in warmer months.

It’s a beautiful lake and I’ve paddled on it before. Not in the winter though so I was looking forward to hanging out in Prescott for a couple of days with our photographer Amy Horn and our amazing participants. Even though shooting landscapes isn’t my jam I did manage to find some patterns and scenes that interested and inspired me.

While everyone else was photographing the lake I turned my attention to the nearby grasses.

  Winter hours have the park closing at 6:00 pm which is plenty of time to catch the sunset without having to stay out too late.

Apparently in winter humans come to the lake regularly to feed the waterfowl that live there. This was the highlight of my shoot. It was sheer chaos with Canada Geese, swans, ducks of several sorts and American Coot vying for the feed.

This is a great lake in any season.

Happy shooting!

White Sands National Park

In September of 2017, I got to volunteer on a workshop to White Sands National Park with two of my favorite people: Suzanne Mathia, our photographer, and Becky Chapman, my co-volunteer.

We met Suzanne in Alamogordo, NM. Becky and I traveled together and flew from Phoenix to El Paso where we picked up our vans, collected water and snacks for the week, and checked into our hotel, all before noon on Wednesday. That gave us the afternoon to grab some good Mexican cuisine and photograph El Paso. I don’t really have an explanation for the images so just enjoy…

El Paso and Juarez are sister cities. Also, I had NO IDEA Fort Bliss was in El Paso.

Thursday morning we picked up a few of the 12 participants and headed to Alamogordo, NM to begin the workshop at the hotel at 10:00 am. Following lunch, we drove out to the dunes.

We spent the next two days (Friday and Saturday) shooting at different locations around the park. We hit it early around sunrise and late afternoon into the evening. It was HOT.

It looks like snow but it was hot. It was very stark and very white. The sand is crushed gypsum.

Don’t even know how a mushroom grew here.

Improvising to be able to see the screen on the back of her camera.

See the rainbow?!? It is really special to be out here and get storm clouds. That didn’t happen for us.

Saturday was supposed to be a hot air balloon festival. Colorful balloons floating over white dunes…spectacular. But it was too windy. I had to settle for this kite.

Keep an eye out! Desert or not, there IS life!

I was amazed at how many seeds these Yucca pods held.

Question of the day: With not a tree in sight…where on EARTH did this leaf come from??

Keeping the roads clear of sand, it’s a thing. Snowplow turned sand plow?

Probably my favorite image of the trip (landscape wise at least).

I think these two images show the desolation. People have actually perished out here, and not far from the visitor center. They couldn’t see it and didn’t know what direction to go. So sad.  In every direction you turn, it looks the same. It’s easy to get lost out here. Luckily Suzanne has been here a LOT and gave us some tools to stay unlost. Also, as the people responsible for not losing participants, it was a challenge keeping a headcount. The only folks you could see were the ones on top of the dunes. If individuals were walking between the dunes we’d lose sight of them.

Reminds me of The Flintstones.

By September of 2017, I had been working with Highways for three and a half years. In collecting images over the past couple of months for these posts I’ve noticed something. I don’t spend as much time deciding what images to post. Apparently, I had gotten MUCH better at color coding and assigning attributes in Lightroom to my images which, years later, helps cut down the sorting time it takes to find the best images for a particular shoot. Way to go ME! I think from here on out I can spend more time writing and less time searching for the best images.

I hope you enjoyed the photos and insight!

Happy Shooting!

 

Salt River Canyon

In April of 2016, I did my first camping workshop and second with Photographer Shane McDermott. I was SO excited about this one as it is a place I’ve wanted to check out but didn’t really know how to access the area. Shane did. It’s one of the things I like best about going on these workshops…the access to beautiful places that on my own might be difficult to figure out. This one was on Apache land and needed permits for camping and photographing.

The workshop began on a Thursday and ended on Sunday. On the first night, Thursday, we stayed in a hotel in Globe, AZ. It was a good way for everyone to meet (five guys, Shane, and I). Thursday evening was a sunset shoot overlooking Horseshoe Bend on the Salt River. Is it me or does every river have a horseshoe bend?

We started out low then went high for the view.

Per usual, I found details to shoot. Just being near the river was enough for me.

Friday morning we headed out to set up camp.

Our morning shoot was Cebecue Creek and our late afternoon shoot took us to some spectacular overlooks.     

In April there were plenty of wildflowers.

Saturday morning four of us (not me) hiked up to Cibecue Falls. I have no images of that but have seen them and it’s beautiful.

Later in the day, we drove for quite a while to Canyon Springs Creek. It was beautiful and different as the walls were covered in white granite.

Sunday was pretty much a travel day. We woke up, had breakfast, broke camp, and each headed back to our homes.

If you are up for an adventure Arizona Highways PhotoScapes does a camping workshop on Hunt’s Mesa on the Navajo Reservation most years. And if this one ever gets offered again I’d sign up in a heartbeat.

Happy Shooting!

 

Canyon de Chelley

My next workshop in 2015 was at Canyon de Chelley with photographer Leroy Dejolie and my good friend Jeff Insel. I had been to the canyon years earlier and always wanted to return. Yay me!

This was a transformative workshop for me. I was only a year and a half into the Highways workshop gig and still learning how to run things. It was my third five-day workshop and I was settling in with making relationships with my people my priority for the trip, not landscape photography. It’s the first trip I wrote down the names of the participants in my travel journal with a short note next to their names so I would remember them better. It was also the first workshop where the participants had real downtime to work on images or just take it all in. There is something to be said for that.

It was also the first time I put together a video of the trip to music that featured the people, not the scenery. I can’t locate the video, it must be one of the “lost files”. I’m not sure this platform could handle it anyway.

I took a shuttle to Phoenix the afternoon before where Jeff picked me up so we could go run our photoguide errands: picking up snacks and water for the week, going to the office, and grabbing things there we’d need and picking up the vans we would be driving.

The next morning we met our crew at a Holiday Inn near the airport in Phoenix, loaded them up, and drove to Winslow where we met Leroy at La Posada for lunch. Leroy was coming from Page and his wife dropped him off.  It was a five-day trip (Wed-Sun) but given that the first and last days were travel days we only had three full days to photograph the area.

Once arriving at our hotel in Chinle, AZ we headed out to Tsegi Overlook for our first shoot under heavy clouds. I don’t have any images from that excursion.

The next morning, Thursday, we loaded a tour truck and headed out on an eight-hour tour of Canyon del Muerto. Canyon de Chelley has one entrance before splitting into two canyons.

We saw ruins, petroglyphs, homes and fall colors.

It was a glorious day.

Friday was model day. Following a sunrise shoot at Junction Overlook we went back to the hotel for breakfast and to wait for Leroy to call us together for a model shoot. He managed to locate a couple of folks to sit indoors under studio lighting and pose for us in their beautiful native dress.

We were treated to a sheepherder on horseback out on the sand dunes in the afternoon.

On Saturday we did a half-day tour of Canyon de Chelley in a truck. The sunrise and sunset shoots were all rim locations.

On the way back to Phoenix Sunday we drove through Ganado and stopped at Hubbel Trading Post National Historic Site.

In 1878, John Lorenzo Hubbell purchased this trading post, ten years after Navajos were allowed to return to the Ganado region from their U.S.-imposed exile in Bosque Redondo, Fort Sumner, New Mexico. This ended what is known in Navajo history as the “Long Walk of the Navajo.”

It was declared a National Historic Landmark in 1960.

The trading post is still active, operated by the non-profit Western National Parks Association, which maintains the trading traditions the Hubbell family established.

Today, Hubbell Trading Post National Historic Site is still situated on the original 160-acre homestead, which includes the trading post, family home, outbuildings, land and a visitor center. Visitors can experience this historic trading post on the Navajo Nation, which includes weaving demonstrations; and the store still maintains a wooden floor and walls from the days of old. A set of initials carved on the gate of the privacy wall which separates the public spaces from the private stand for John Lorenzo Hubbell.

We stopped at La Posada again for lunch.

I highly recommend this workshop and if you go on your own remember, you are not allowed to enter the canyons on your own, you need a local guide.

Happy Shooting!!

Mountains and Meadows around Flagstaff, AZ

In this time of COVID and non-travel, I find comfort in going back to “the time before” and searching through my archives of past Arizona Highways Photo Workshops (later, PhotoScapes) trips. It’s been fun to look back and compare old images to now and see growth in my skills. One of the largest areas of growth for me has been organizing my photos within Lightroom. I have devised over the years a consistent work-flow that includes downloading, marking favorites, editing some of those, and assigning them a color or star rating depending on how I think I’ll use them. And finally, adding keywords so I can find the images when needed. Apparently, as I’m noticing as I go through the archives, I didn’t do a lot of that early in my career as a trip leader (later, photoguide) with Highways.

My third workshop ended up being in my hometown of Flagstaff, with Shane McDermott, called Mountains and Meadows. That’s exactly what we shot, mountains and meadows…and sunflowers, lots of sunflowers. August is sunflower season in Flag and we took full advantage of it.

Home base was a local hotel in town. I was new and didn’t realize I could probably have stayed at home, in my own bed, and joined the group each morning but hindsight is 20/20 and I stayed at the hotel. That was weird. I felt like I was in another town besides Flagstaff. It was a self-driving workshop with carpooling highly recommended. Our first shoot on Friday found us in Government  Prairie, west of town off Interstate 40 for sunset.

The prairie was wide open with great views of the San Francisco Peaks. I found our participants to be more interesting.

What’s great about our participants is that sometimes they become Arizona Highways PhotoScapes Volunteers! Like Dianne here. I forgot all about meeting her on this trip until I dug out this image!

Saturday morning came early. We headed out to Sunset Crater National Monument East of Flagstaff to shoot…sun RISE! at 4:30 a.m. Shane does things a little differently and began the shoot with some morning sunrise yoga stretches. After that, we headed out to shoot some sunflowers.

Don’t forget to shoot all sides of your subject. You may surprise yourself with what you find!

The Sunset Crater area is known for its fields of yellow in August. The red shirt on this participant made for great contrast.

With so much yellow I decided it would be cool to try it in black and white. I was happy with the results. I’ve since gotten into the habit of trying black and white on images whose color or lighting I can’t get quite right.

Saturday wound up being a big day for shooting. On the way to our afternoon location, we stopped at the popular sunflower field near Schultz Pass Road along Highway 180 heading to Snow Bowl. The field did not disappoint.

I decided to put the mailboxes in the foreground and really liked the outcome.

We ran into an artist doing an “open-air” painting of the same view. I could have photographed her all afternoon.

We then headed up Snow Bowl Road and stopped at Aspen Corner for a short hike to a wildlife water tank and amazing views of the Peaks.

The mountain had wildflowers and wonderful views in all directions.

It proved to be a great location for sunset as well.

I shot the above image then turned the lens to my left to capture our crew photographing the same scene.

The final shoot on Sunday found us at The Nature Conservancy out Forest Road 151. There were old cabins and full views of the mountains. I was drawn to the details around the cabins.

One of the greatest experiences of these workshops is attending a critique session of our photographs and seeing all of the different images captured by all the different people and their different visions of the same subjects. It does wonders to spark creativity and open up your eyes to see things in a different way.

By mid-afternoon Sunday the workshop drew to a close. I was happy with what I had learned and inspired by the people I had learned it from. I found myself looking forward, with great anticipation, to whatever and whoever the next workshop brings.

Join me next week for a one-day workshop in Tucson at the Sonoran Desert Museum.

Happy Shooting!!

Our helicopter ride back to Lukla

We made it to base camp and back to Gorakshep which means the trekking part of our adventure has come to a close. I met this realization with both sadness and relief.

The next morning,  Monday, October 22, day 12 of our adventure, found us sitting in the lodge, having breakfast and getting conflicting accounts as to when our helicopter would arrive. We were told to pack and be ready because it could happen at any moment. So we did. And there we sat.

Nutan would periodically appear and disappear in trying to get information on our chopper’s arrival time. The next thing we know he’s coming in very excitedly saying let’s go! It’s coming!!

So we grabbed our daypacks and head to the village helicopter pad located on a hill above our tea lodge.

Several helicopters came and went as we waited. The landing pad was RIGHT there. The view of Gorakshep from the hill was amazing.

That was not our chopper.

This is Dilip and Nutan making sure it was ours. We climbed aboard, women and gear first, to be ferried down to Pheriche. We couldn’t all fly together at the altitude of Gorakshep or the chopper couldn’t take off. So we were taken first then waited for the guys to show up.

Here’s the view from the hill looking up the valley toward base camp.

Here’s Nutan following his first ever helicopter ride. His face says it all!

We had the only female pilot in the Khumbu region. If you look closely you can see the oxygen cannula under her nose. Coming from probably Kathmandu and 4,000 feet she needed it to not pass out at the higher altitudes. We were pretty glad she had it.

Dingboche and the yak pens.

Tengboche Monastery.

We landed and they off-loaded our gear and went back for the others.

Here is the second shuttle being motioned to land. We would then be able to all get on board and fly to Lukla.

But first, we need to put jet fuel into a helicopter that is still running!! This did NOT seem safe.

Then we all got on board and flew to Lukla!

The helipad in Lukla is just the other side of the runway. Here is another helicopter coming in for a landing.

And this is the helicopter terminal! Here’s what’s amazing…all that hiking we did for 12 days was made in a 20-minute helicopter ride. 20 MINUTES!!

Next week I’ll begin sharing with you other aspects of the hike.

Happy Shooting!!