Here are a few images from my visit to Rossmoor Bar this morning, on the south side of the American River in Rancho Cordova. While the bike and hiking trails that run alongside the river are pleasant enough, sometimes it’s more rewarding to break away from the crowds and follow your own path.
I’m never surprised to see a deer somewhere along this Folsom path, especially since it’s very near the American River. But this was my first time encountering a coyote here. This young female sat down and looked at me, took a few minutes to ponder, and then doubled back on her trail and disappeared into the brush.
I was surprised to spot this ground squirrel perched high above me on the rocks, mostly because his position left him very vulnerable to any hungry bird of prey who might come along. But the amazing view must have been well worth the risk — at least to judge from his body language and the parade of expressions marching across […]
It doesn’t seem like too much has changed in Moss Landing since Huell visited back in the early 2000s; it’s still a small fishing village with more wildlife inhabitants than people! The Captain’s Inn is still there, as is Phil’s Fish Market. Huell was there during the month of April, and it appears that spring might be a great time […]
Last week I may not have found a lot of water in Folsom Lake’s New York Creek, on the south fork of the American River, but I was lucky enough to get some good shots of the Killdeer. Normally, I can’t get close enough for a decent look at these very shy shorebirds. Check out those big beautiful eyes (you […]
Due to the drought and the heat, large areas around Folsom Lake are already dry and full of brittle weeds; but on my visit to New York Creek a few days ago I came across a small feeder creek that was still very green and full of animal life. In the morning shade of an old oak, with a cool […]
Axochiapan and Mexico City — In last week’s post I mentioned the small town of Axochiapan, and as promised I have some images my dad shot there when we visited in 1970. Axochiapan is about 2.5 hours south of Mexico City on today’s roads; but I’m not sure how long the trip actually took us in our VW camper, nicknamed […]
These may not be the greatest Canada goose photos I’ve ever shot, but I can’t help liking them. Yesterday morning I went out to Folsom Lake with the Big Guy. It was still relatively cool at at 10 o’clock, and I was sitting on a rock gazing at what’s left of New York Creek, which currently looks like this: Suddenly, […]
Sometimes I have to look really hard to find the beauty that inspires me to use my camera. And other times, the beauty just pops up at me unexpectedly, where I least expect it. Like the oleanders I had just trimmed and tossed into the green waste bin. Or the late afternoon sun glowing orange on the side of a […]