2014 has been the worst year for my blogging since I began doing it a few years ago. This is not because I have not much to share. I, in fact, have so much to write about that I am overloaded with a huge backlog.
March 1st, Saturday: We decided to explore this supposedly one of the most picturesque trails of California - Fresno's Blossom Trail. If not for Sierra Nevada, Fresno would be one of the most boring places in the state. On this particular day we would probably be the only folks from Northern California going all the way to Fresno for sightseeing.
When we searched for the blossom trail on our little smart phones, they took us to a sleepy town of Sanger in the Fresno suburb. After driving for about 3 hours we ended up at this town that had all but cherry blossom trees; there were acres of land waiting to be watered in the drought ridden California. I stopped my car at a gas station to enquire about the famous blossom trail. The attendant showed me the direction to a place that turned out to be Blossom Trail Inn. The next few minutes my wife and I scrambled our smartphones to get more information about the trail.
My wife found something in Reedly, which was a few miles south east of Sanger. Perhaps that place had the so called "Blossom Trail", but we landed there in despair. There was no Blossom Trail anywhere. There were a few private cherry orchards with a big sign, "Private Property. Trespassers will be prosecuted." I once again pulled over at a gas station in Reedly (Why do I always stop at a gas station? That's because that was the only place where I could find people. The roads were empty, otherwise.) The lady at the gas station pointed me across the street and said, "That's the Blossom Trail." I looked outside the window and asked her, "There? But there are only some warehouses?" She said, "Yes, that's it." We were duped once again. We drove next to those big warehouses and just made a U turn. Kids showed signs of restlessness after sitting in the car for more than four hours. The gas station lady also told me that there was a sign board for the Blossom Trail. I drove up and down the same road a few times searching for the sign. That frustrated the kids and their Mom even more.
After being behind the wheels for five hours, we gave up looking for the so called, world popular, beckoning Blossom Trail. We decided to go towards Fresno, and then head back to San Jose. On our way back we stopped at a private cherry orchard where an old man was strolling inside the orchards. I asked him about the Blossom Trail. He was extremely rude. Whatever he said sounded like, "Just get out of my property." We went a little further to find a small patch of cherry trees. There was nobody in the orchard. It was indeed a private orchard, so what the heck, we got out of our cars and took some nice pictures with the kids. I also took this picture, the one below, which puts me in awe. The orchard looks grander and more beautiful in the picture than it really was. Somethings really look good in the pics.
Saturday, February 01, 2014
Ranganathittu Bird Sanctuary deserves more hype than it gets today. Full credit goes to the Forest Department of Karnataka for maintaining the park so well. The park is visitor friendly – has good parking space, a restaurant, an information center, and boat ride services. There’s not much one can see without a boat ride. The boats take visitors close to the small islets that are crowded by trees and shrubs. Nature has designed these islets as perfect places for the birds to breed.
The boatmen who take the visitors around the river know everything about the birds. Their eyes are sharper than that of the birds: they locate the tiniest bird camouflaged in bush by even closing their eyes. They show all the birds – pelicans, storks, spoonbills, hornbills, terns, egrets, darters, herons, cormorants, and also explain their characteristics and behavior in great detail. They also give some good tips to amateur as well as professional photographers about what makes a bird’s picture a great one, and how to capture such pictures.
Ranganathittu Birds Sanctuary
I got a chance to visit Ranganathittu last December. At first, I settled myself for a short 10 minute boat ride. That was around 4:30 in the evening. The boatman saw my excitement and gave me a few tips. First, he suggested that I went for another boat ride at the time of sunset as that was the time all the birds returned home. Second, that the 10 minute wasn’t good enough and that I took the more expensive personalized ride for about an hour. He assured me that it would be one of the most memorable boat rides of my life.
My second boat ride was way more expensive – Rs. 1000 for half an hour. I thanked my stars for being an Indian national at that moment; it would have cost me Rs. 2000 if I were a foreign national. (It’s unbelievable and also deplorable that foreign nationals are given differential treatment at almost all places of tourist interests around Mysore). Siddu, my boatman steered the boat to every interesting corner of the river showing me some of the exotic birds. Then he parked the boat for about 10 minutes at a place that would show me the nature’s celestial dance. It was at this time of the day all birds return home in flocks. Hundreds of birds – mostly egrets – returned home in flocks. This was indeed the best experience of the day.
These are some of the pictures that I could capture with my lens.
Black-crowned Night Heron - Juvenile
Black-crowned Night Heron
Black-crowned Night Heron
The Celestial Dance of Birds Returning Home
Posted by Roshan Kumar at 10:46 PM
Friday, November 22, 2013
I had always wondered how some of the night shots published in the photo magazines were so catchy. I tried taking pictures at night, but after a few attempts I was convinced that night photography was not just about mounting the camera on a tripod and setting the shutter for a long exposure. My pictures had very little contrast, and the subject didn’t stand out. There was something special about taking good pictures at night that I did not know.
Thanks to my wife for presenting me the best birthday gift ever. I got a chance to participate in "Light Painting Night Photography Workshop" conducted by Tim Baskerville, the director of The Nocturnes group. Tim specializes in night photography and has many decades of experience in the field. He gave participants some great insights about night photography. The gist of his presentation was: First, night photography gives you ample opportunity to control the light on your subject as there is little or no external light. Second, long exposure allows you to be creative – it allows you to paint your subject with light.
In the picture below, the anchor is hardly visible even after a 5 minute exposure. The second picture is light painted. One of the workshop participants walked near the anchor, and waved a flashlight pointing at the anchor for a few seconds.One could notice some light streaks toward the left of the picture. That's because proper care wasn't taken not to point the light source at the camera.
The picture where no light painting was done
Anchor and some areas around the anchor are light painted using a tungsten flashlight. The wall on the back was also light painted, but with little light when compared to that on the anchor.
In these pictures we painted the graves with colored lights to give it a spooky effect.
The grave with a 5 minute exposure.
The picture with the same exposure setting as the previous one. Tim got his colored flashlights and painted the graves with different colors
More rows are painted in this picture. So are the trees and the tall grave in the background.
This is an example of light drawing. Tim used one of his flashlights that had a low luminosity. He pointed it towards the camera and made the hand movements to write these words. Of course he is not visible in the picture because he didn't stay at one place for long enough to get captured, and he did not reflect any light. Also, he switched off the light when he moved from one letter to another.
Overall, it was a great experience to participate in the workshop. It is a workshop every photography enthusiast living in the San Francisco Bay Area should consider to attend.
Posted by Roshan Kumar at 11:36 PM
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
I got up early in the morning and drove through the deserted highways towards El Yunque. The road was easy until Route 191. Then it got tricky despite signs to go the forest; the road was narrow, and it went through a residential neighborhood for the first few meters (yes, meters. They follow meter and liter system in Puerto Rico. However, the speed limit signs are in miles per hour. Couldn't resist this digression.).
There was not a single soul in the forest. I parked my car near La Mina trail, and started descending towards La Mina falls. The trail was steep at places, and a bit slippery too. The only sound I could hear was that of the La Mina stream. The birds, crickets, and el coqui all seemed to have disappeared. There were many types of trees and shrubs - palms, bamboos, ferns, tall trees, dwarf trees, flowering plants, and so on. I wish I were a botanist to name them all. There was nothing spectacular about La Mina falls, but what made it interesting was a nice little pond just ahead of it. I got into the water, jumped and played like a monkey, and there was nobody to bother me. I stayed in the water until I got bored, and then made my way up to the parking lot. The hot, humid weather, and the steep, slippery trail made the uphill trek a bit challenging.
Finally I saw humans when I reached the parking lot. They were all there at once scrambling to find a parking spot. No sooner I sat in the car, than it started raining cats and dogs. I looked at my watch, and it was exactly five minutes past 11.
It's a custom that every visitor to El Yunque forest visits the Luquillo Kioskos on the way back. This small stretch on the side of highway 3 has about 50-60 food stalls. I stopped at a Peruvian restaurant and had Pina-colada, and Veggie Paella. The food was refreshing.
The trail map
The parking lot
La Mina Trail
La Mina Falls
La Mina Stream
La Mina Stream
La Mina Stream
La Mina Stream
Parasite Plants - there were there on all trees
A view of the forest
El Yunque Peak
The view from my table at the restaurant
Posted by Roshan Kumar at 10:49 AM