|
Sonuvabish Home
Page | Photography
Main Page |
||
`
|
|
|
|||||||||
|
|
||||||||||
| Olie recently reached the milestone of 327,327 miles, with many more to come. |
||||||||||
|
Olie, my old Volvo, gets fidgety if he sits still too long. Show him an open road, a cooling rain shower, and a full tank of gas, and he's raring to go. And there's plenty of room in the back, so come on along. |
||||||||||
| That Ramblin' Sonuvabish |
||||||||||
|
How many times has someone begged to see pictures from one of my many trips around this great land of ours? Hmmm. Okay, so that hasn't happened yet. But despite this underwhelming enthusiasm, I've taken it upon myself to provide brief and hopefully not-too-boring photo accounts of my travels and travails with my faithful car/home, Olie, a classic (meaning old) '83 Volvo station wagon. Simply click on one of the photos or titles below to jump to that page. Or, for that matter, close your eyes and pick something at random. Obviously, I put out a new issue periodically, so if you'd like to receive an e-mail notification of all recent changes to the Sonuvabish website, click here to subscribe to my e-mail list. It's free and your e-mail address won't end up on any other database. |
||||||||||
|
|
Special Series |
||
| I have lived in Colorado most of my life and the Rockies are as familiar to me as my own backyard. (Not that I have a backyard, come to think of it.) But I know that many readers haven't been able to enjoy the wonders of these mountains the way I have, so I'm presenting this special series of issues devoted to the National Parks of the American Rockies. I've even created a special logo (above) and background for the series. The background is an image of a flower that blooms, in various forms, throughout the Rockies, the forget-me-not. (It's also known in places as sticky seed, since it has small barbs on its seeds that cling to animal fur and hiker's socks.) The forget-me-not grows up the four feet tall in the foothills of the Tetons, but also grows as a cushion plant barely an inch tall on the summits of the tallest Colorado peaks. But, whatever they're called or how big they grow, all the plants have the same distinctive, unforgettable sky-blue flower. Similarly, despite all the variations that exist between the various parks, the mountains themselves are at the same time ever-changing and timeless. So spend some time at my place. |
||
|
|
||||||||
August, 2005 I begin this special series of issues with Teton National Park in Wyoming, one of the most familiar and yet one of the most wild landscapes in America. Settled only a hundred years ago, the broad valley and tall peaks of the park are home to bison, elk, bear, marmots, moose, and man, all living peacefully together among spectacular scenery and lush wildflowers. If you're up to some old fashioned Western adventure in some incredible mountains, saddle up and come along! |
||||||||
|
|
||||||||
October, 2005 Established in 1872 as the world's national park, Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming was a treasure to tourists since before the word "tourism" was invented. It recently has also become a battleground between ranchers and environmentalists, as well as one of the premiere sites for research into bacterial research. In fact, in addition to some of the usual photos of the beautiful scenery and fantastic hydrothermic features, I've created what might be the world's first gallery of bacterial art. You even get a glimpse of Yogi the Bear! |
||||||||
|
|
||||||||
June,
2006 Montana's Glacier National Park truly is the Crown of the Continent. For one thing, it forms the triple divide: waters flow from here to the Gulf of Mexico, the Pacific Ocean, and Hudson's Bay. But it also brings together diverse animals and plants, some of which live nowhere else. I've even included a couple of interactive photos that reveal before and after sequences of delicate flowers and ancient geological formations. And the good news is that you see it all for free with hardly any chance of being eaten by one of the huge grizzlies there. Enjoy! |
||||||||
October, 2008 Alaska is a land of superlatives, but usually people think in terms of gigantic glaciers, huge volcanos, and permafrost. But Alaska is also a suberb place to see classic autumn colors, like the bushes at left, taken on Skilak Lake on the Kenai Peninsula. Of course, bald eagles and bears are always a treat, and I got a few pictures of them as well. But there are also images of a Russian Orthodox Church and colorful fireweed and the coastal towns of the 49th State. And you don't have to travel all the way up the Northwest Passage to get there. |
|
|||
|
|
November, 2004 The West had a rare wet summer this year, which meant the aspen leaves, which in drought often just brown and fall off, could display their best autumn colors. I hoped to catch them in Colorado, but I arrived about a week too late. So I turned the old car south and headed for the border--the border of Colorado and New Mexico, that is. La Manga and Cumbres passes have some of the best aspen slopes anywhere, and Cumbres Pass is the route of an historic railroad. All aboard! |
|||
August, 2004 In central Colorado lie the Maroon Bells, some of the most spectacular scenery in the nation, full of steep, sedimentary peaks, prolific wild flowers, and many different kinds of wildlife. Of course, you have to walk, meaning Olie couldn't go, but what a great place to be marooned. |
||||
|
|
||||
July, 2004 All my life I've waited to get the word that the time had come to represent my district in the Congress of the United States. Finally, I just got fed up with waiting and decided to go to Washington anyway. Needless to say, I saw great museums, architectural gems, historic buildings, and more hot, sweaty tourists than I could shake a stick at. (They pretty much ignored my stick shaking anyway.) Olie wasn't too crazy about the unintelligible road signs, but we had a pretty good time and never once shut down the government. |
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
| March, 2004 Lots of sun, plenty of interesting sandstone shapes, and even a incident resulting in an eyeful of pepper spray. Sound exciting, intriguing? Don't count on it. But some good photos nonetheless. |
||||
June,
2003 Tucked into the quiet Ozark Mountain country of southern Missouri are some of the biggest springs on earth. And I don't just mean on the motel beds. So grab a glass of water--er, maybe not--and go for a ride with me and Olie through Big Spring country. |
|
|||
|
|
October,
2002 I first saw the coast of Maine about 20 years ago, and vowed to return someday when I had a camera that would do justice to the incredible scenery there. And can you imagine a car like Olie driving a mountain called Cadillac? Only in America. |
|||
|
Sonuvabish Home
Page | Photography
Main Page |
||
