Between two bridges
Bodega Bay fisherman
I shot these pictures back in July 2004 near the Lucas Wharf Restaurant using my new Nikon Coolpix 5700. Back then I rarely felt brave enough to photograph people — it’s something I’m still working on, but I’ve come a long way. I’m actually a little surprised I managed to make these shots; but now I’m really glad I did. […]
Memory Monday, Week 37
Higher Elevations, Summer 1987 When we weren’t traveling to the coast or fishing in our own backyard, The Big Guy and I liked spending a day or two up in the mountains — especially during the summer when the temperatures were uncomfortable in the valley. Back then our house had only an old “swamp cooler” and sometimes it just wasn’t […]
Memory Monday, Week 36
Pond fishing near Rocklin, Summer 1989 The site of the Spring Valley Ranch in Rocklin was one of our favorite local spots to fish for bluegill — a picturesque, undeveloped area dotted with old oaks and numerous small ponds. Nowadays if you go looking for our fishing grounds all you’ll find is the Whitney Ranch development — a lot of […]
Memory Monday, Week 35
July 1986 — Camping and fishing at Prosser Lake. Prosser Creek Reservoir, near the California-Nevada state line, was one of the first places The Big Guy took me camping. It was a roughly 2-hour drive from our house east on Interstate 80 in my 1970 VW Bug; we left home at eight in the evening and by 11:30 we had […]
Memory Monday, Week 34
Surf Fishing, 1988 Heading over to the coast, minus the dogs this time but accompanied by John, one of The Big Guy’s college/fishing buddies. We traveled in an old VW microbus formerly owned by The Big Guy’s older brother. What it lacked in comfort it also lacked in power, and we barely made it up some of the hills along […]
Memory Monday, Week 33
Back before The Big Guy was able to afford a fishing boat, we did an awful lot of fishing from the shore. There was frequently a fair bit of hiking to get to the water from wherever we’d left the car, and then of course we had to hunt around for the “right” spot to find the fish. Our dogs were […]
Memory Monday, Week 31
Back in January 1987, The Big Guy decided we should make a list of San Francisco Bay Area fishing piers and hit them all, one by one. That was why, at 8 AM on this particular day, I was sitting in an improvised chair in the back of our 1976 Camaro watching the rain pour down at Ballena Bay in Alameda. […]
He was a Fishing Dog
While going through some old photos looking for images from Calaveras Big Trees State Park, I discovered this shot of Buster, out on Folsom Lake in the old Champion bass boat with the Big Guy. That alert focus on the largemouth bass tells you everything you need to know about Buster, and it comforts me to remember he truly had a […]