Monthly Archives: October 2013

The stuff that dreams are made of . . .

Thanks to the GRFD for a fun and well-attended open house!

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Return to the Mesabi

We finally made it back out to the Mesabi Trail tonight and recruited former neighbor, avid cyclist, and friend, Ed Z., to join us. Even though he was ensured that compensation was low and the task arduous, he was totally agreeable and took direction well. Thanks, Ed!

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Back in the air!

Well, a couple weeks ago, Dan and I had a slight setback with aerial operations when the hexacopter plummeted from 40 feet of altitude to zero in about a millisecond (or at least it seemed that fast at the time). We’ve said all along that such an event was not a matter of if, but when. And now we can proudly say that we’ve experienced the utter gut wrench that goes along with watching a sizable investment fall to the earth like a stone.

Lesson learned: Ten minutes per battery set means ten minutes per battery set.

Today, we headed down to a local park and took some shots over the Mississippi. Thanks again to our willing bridge pedestrians, Gabriel and Cory.

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The ones that stick

It’s curious that you can take multiple photos of the same subject, but in the end, there’s only one that remains in your mind. Is it the composition? The light? The gesture? If there’s a face, the expression? I believe it’s a combination, and when I’m editing and come across one shot that rises above the rest, I tend to stare. For a long time. I think about what’s coming together to make it work. I think about the process that was involved. The moment. The vantage point. And I think about how the image is similar or different to what I first imagined.

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Leaves are falling . . .

For the past several months, I’ve been eying a location where the aspen trees are particularly uniform, and a single-track trail winds through them with an easy up-down and left-right grace. Yesterday evening was warm and sunny, so I scouted out the location with my sons Sam and Max. I wanted to see how the fall colors were looking and determine the easiest access point. Turned out the fall colors were perfect, and I imagined how photographs of the area would be imbued with warm evening light.

From the trail, I texted friend and ultramarathoner Tony Pierce, as we had talked about taking a photo in this location in the past. Yes, he answered, he would meet me at the trailhead the next day.

Forward 24 hours, and it’s cloudy, and then its drizzling, and then it’s actually raining. Should we do this? No. Yes. No. Ok, yes, let’s give it a shot.

Because of the weather, the final images are different than I imagined, but they have a quality they wouldn’t have otherwise. This is a lesson I find myself learning over and over lately. It’s ok to move forward in the face of uncertainly. Learn to trust the process . . .

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