Oct 162012

And you thought a D8H is some sort of Camera!

As a very young man my Dad taught me how to run heavy equipment.  An old Caterpillar D8H just like this one is what I trained on.  Believe me I was very young driving this “Cat” that at the time was a huge piece of equipment.  No hydraulics just cables that lifted the big blade.  No torque converter!  A direct drive transmission with a clutch, individual track clutch releases, and individual track brakes.  I remember well, standing by Dad, on the Cat watching his operating prowess with my heart beating faster than I had ever experienced.  Scared out of my mind not because of the huge piece of equipment but rather that I did not want to let my Dad down.  We were in a huge field that we had recently put in a sewer line.  The objective for me was to bury the trenches so that we could then jet the trenches.  Without driving the Cat into the open trench.   Dad was not a micro manager.  He stood next to me as I backed up and pushed a little bit of dirt.  I remember his voice raised a few times as I slipped the clutch ( a no no).  He grabbed the controls a few times and saved us both from disaster.  Before long I was watching my Dad drive away in the old yellow chevrolet truck.   Leaving me with one of his biggest investments and lunch.  I was king for a day.  I don’t know how long I ran the Cat.  It was almost dark when Dad came back.  It seemed like only a few minutes.  What I do remember the very most that day…Dad saying

“Great job son!”

And my life as a ditch digger started.  Taught by my hero.  My DAD!

 Posted by at 7:20 PM
Jul 272012

From Washington I traveled to Denver to meet with Individuals to begin the process to construct stores in the Denver market area.  In the hotel last night I saw for the first time the actual news story of the terrible tragedy in Aurora Colorado.   The news last night was very detailed.   Individuals from 6 years old to 51 years old were killed.  It affected me emotionally.  Today I met with the associates in Aurora.  My first instinct after driving past the area of the tragedy last night was to go back today and pay my respects.

I went to the memorial site today across the street from the theater where the tragedy occurred.

Hundreds of people gathered and standing around.

The silence and quiet emotions was dramatic.  I was moved to tears.  As I stood I imagined families and individuals and how their lives had changed instantly.  For some time I was motionless.  Very sobering.  Standing next to me was a women that was very emotional.  I commented to her how tragic this was for the community.  She agreed and mentioned in a whispering comment that her brother was killed that night.  I was stunned .  What could I say to her?  All I could get out was “i am sorry”.   I fought back the tears as she stood close to me.  I wondered why she was there alone.  As she stepped away I said I would pray for her and her family.  She turned back at me and thanked me.

It was hard for me to raise my camera and capture any of the people and the site in general.  It felt a little morbid for a minute.  Then I realized that my photographs may bring some attention to the whole tragedy.   And forward to those that read my blog the scene.










 Posted by at 11:30 PM
Jul 172012

A little over a year ago I was privileged to attend one of the many Photography workshops put on by Moose Peterson and Joe McNally.  It was my third attendance at the workshops and the opportunity to blend with these world class photographic professionals.  These workshops and some other one-on-one meetings with them has made these gentlemen photographic heroes to me.   I follow their blogs.  I Read their books and look for any and all opportunities to sit at/in their teaching workshops.

Back at the workshop just over a year ago Joe McNally pulled me out of the group as a model for an impromptu single light seminar.  Yikes!  Joe McNally photographing me?!!!!!!!  1. why?  2. I better dang sure get copies of the photos for my posterity and bragging rights!   After some gentle prodding Mr. McNally gave me a jump drive with a folder “Jim” on it.  I copied it to my external drive.  Tonight I was looking at that particular drive to free up some space.   Just before moving the copied file “Jim” to trash I realized what the file was!   Man, I about dumped a photographic legends capture of this amateur photographic, Joe McNally groupie!  That would be me………

 Posted by at 6:30 PM
Jul 162012

A helicopter crashed at the WX airport today.  So far it has been reported that there was no injuries.  Thank goodness!  Happened to be coming back from lunch and saw all the lights and attention at the airport.  Stopped and put on the 200-400 lens with a 2x teleconverter and captured the crash. They have helicopter pilot classes at the WX airport.  It is real common to see these real small 2 seaters flying around the airport.

 Posted by at 8:36 PM
Jul 152012

I take thousands of photographs at parades.  I love parades.  All the weird, cool, unusual, funny, entertaining and exciting things happen at parades.  Every year in WB we have a parade.  WB is a very small town about 6000 people.  It’s a small town parade.  Not completely organized……


There is the weird.  Like Santa driving in a mobilized recliner?????????


The best for me this year was this beautiful young lady that was voted as the WB City’s outstanding youth.  Probably made her day.  Made mine for sure.  Yes it brought a tear or two.  It’s OK I was hiding behind the camera.

Parades are about getting together with neighbors and friends.  Laughing and sharing.  Just relaxing with nothing to do but watch.  And photograph!

 Posted by at 7:39 PM
Jul 142012

My most difficult subject to find and capture in pixel form.

Thursday I received a call from a gentleman that introduced himself as an attorney.  Holy Crap!  Have you ever wondered why even with a clear conscience a call from an attorney inspires fear and self doubt.  Immediately he identified himself as an attorney for my employer.  And that he had a photographic question for me.  Ok.  I hope he has about an hour.  Get me talking about photography and there is no end to my enthusiasm.   In no time I met my match.  Though I had never met him before we were soul photography mates.  He loves wildlife photography.  Ok now we really clicked.  His question revolved around a purchase decision between two long lenses by Nikon.  Anybody that knows me knows that I have an opinion about everything.  Especially photography.  Quickly I poured out my photographic souls as to why one of the two lenses was the better choice.    Then we started to talk about photography in general.  And he mentioned he shoots Owls.  My bird nemesis.  Owls avoid me like the winning lottery.  With enthusiasm he mapped out several locations where I MAY find owls.  There was a slight caveat…. he had not been to the locations for a month or two.

Let’s see Thursday morning, Antelope island was one of the locations, it was going to be a very long day waiting to get out there and check out the sites.  Went out late and was skunked.  Went out very early Friday morning and was skunked again.  Went back Friday afternoon.  At the ranch on the island a volunteer worker said they had a barn owl in the Silo at the Ranch.  Christmas!  My heart was racing.  No owl at the silo.  Only an hour earlier a group was watching it.  My money says the spooked it out.  Oh well.  I’ll keep looking.

At the island there is an opportunity to always shoot buffalo. pronghorn, birds of all kinds and other critters.  In an hours time before I had to get home I found these friends and capture them so my time there wasn’t a waste…..





 Posted by at 8:42 PM
Jun 162012

I hope all you Fathers have a pleasing, gratifying and fulfilling fathers Day.  Especially those Fathers, Grandfathers, and Great Grand-Fathers that fought for my freedom.  There are so many cliches about gratitude for our servicemen and veterans.  Often I think about the sacrifices so many American men have made.  I do recognize the impact women have made also.  But this post is for Fathers day.  My Father served in the Navy.  I have never known the details of his service.  I do know this.  He is and will always be my hero.  For many more reasons than that he served overseas.   Thanks to all of you that have served or are serving our country.  Fathers if you will, of my freedom.

 Posted by at 9:13 PM
Jun 152012

In Bountiful they have an annual street party to benefit kids.  The following day they have a car show.  Tonight everyone had a chance to show off their cars.  I took thousands of photo’s.  It’s late and I have to get up early so here are three shots that I was excited to see in post and wow I loved them.  All three I ran through Color Efex Pro4 – Midnight and erased back the subject.

This first is a hood ornament on an old Cadillac.  Beautiful!!!!

My neighbor is a car buff.  This is his stylin’ car.

This car just blew me away when I saw it.  Had to get in the center of the road and down low for this shot.  Is this car sexy or what!!!!!!!!!!!

 Posted by at 10:11 PM