On Memorial Day weekend I once again visited our nation’s wild horses. This time I visited the herd on the Pine Nut Mountain Range in Nevada. That area is an HMA or a herd management area, which means they are “are lands under the supervision of the United States Bureau of Land Management that are managed for the primary but not exclusive benefit of free-roaming ‘wild’ horses and burros.” During previous visits to see wild horses I mostly concentrated my observation of them on the Virginia Range, which is geographically north of the Pine Nut’s. I targeted this herd because they have advocates that speak for them and maintain them. In other word’s they have people who look after them. It is my opinion the wild horse herd in the Pine Nut’s are very special because of the bonds they form between each other. Wild horses are considered by some, to simply be feral horses. Brought on by economic desperation or owners who simply became too poor to care for them, but, after they are in the wild, they are wild again. Wild horses do indeed become themselves after they are free to roam on the ranges. They form their own families, socialize with each other, they adopt or raise their own off spring, they have leaders, followers, babysitters, and bosses, and many become best friends’. Observing wild horses is simply the most amazing experience a wildlife photographer could do for themselves.
June 14, 2016
June 30, 2015
Love, love, love. There are 3 shapes on her body that match my first words, and are representative of the word LOVE.
Anyhow this lady was about 30 feet away, but yet she knew I was photographing her. This kind of cooperation between a photographer and a subject is kind of special. Eye contact is what sometimes initiate’s these kind of interactions, but it’s also timing. Eye contact is sometimes compromised by shades, but when 2 people know they have connected this is what happens. When I looked at this photo the first time on my computer the first words I thought of were, love, love, love,
Then I noticed there are 3 shapes on her body representative of love. In a row laterally.
What I do sometimes, is look at my photos and document my first thoughts and or observations, and use them, subconsciously.
November 24, 2014
Something that occurs when I take my quadcopter out to the park. I get lots of looky-lou’s. But I educate and teach each and every person who strikes up a conversation about it, in hopes of getting kids hooked on the technology. I feel children now will be using them more often in the future. Plus it seems the people who do strike up conversations about the drones are people who go to the Makers Faire’s. Each and every time, the people who asked about the quadcopter, mentioned they attend the annual Makers Faire in San Mateo.
October 29, 2013
My day in pictures on Sunday October 27, 2013. First was a red-light runner accident at Van Ness and Ellis Street in San Francisco. I witnessed it. I have other pics but it was a bloody accident.
October 7, 2013
July 24, 2013
Went to Golden Gate Park today and hung out with a documentary filmmaker. Talking about wildlife, tracks etc. Didn’t get any Coyote sightings but did teach someone how to spot wildlife by “looking for movement.” Lots of things in nature move, some things have natural movements and some things go against that natural movement. Those are the things you want to take-notice-of. Anything that goes against natural movement, more often than not, lead to someone or some thing that is there under a different set of circumstances.
Spotting wildlife means watching for things that go against and with natural movement.