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Friday, April 4, 2014

Alaska Memories: four seasons in one post

Summer in Alaska ... is there any more beautiful place in the world? I fell in love with it in a heartbeat --
-- and the way to explore the Great Land is by road. This Pontiac Sunfire did a lot a miles!
Alaska is a land of many rivers, spanned by bridges of every design imaginable, and right beside this one --
The Fur Shack, Alaskrafts, Northern Treasures. Dave is in the shot here ... look for the great legs, at right!
Summer in the Alaskan interior is a home for migratory birds. These are a kind of crane, which stops to graze
at Creamers Field, right outside Fairbanks...
A summer shower falls over the hills behind Creamers Field while --
birds flock overhead, headed from one feeding ground to the next...
Creamers Field was once a dairy -- duh -- but the facilities were long abandoned when these shots were
taken. In fact, it was already a State Migratory Waterfowl Refuge...
-- and today Creamers Field attracts campers, hikers, bird watchers from all over the world.
In fact, try this: http://www.creamersfield.org/
Nice lens flare here, if I do say so myself! The trick? Umm ... breathe on the lens. Honestly.
Summertime brings Alaska alive. You might not guess it, just glancing at this shot, but this is
Lake Hood -- attached to Anchorage Airport, and it's the busiest float plane facility in the world. 
Dozens of float plane flights leave or arrive on Lake Hood every hour throughout summer...
Calm waters, the Chugach Mountains for a backdrop, a blue sky day --
what more could you ask for?
The  heavy drone of big prop engines is a constant companion in Alaska in all seasons... this is a
Rust's Flying Service flight arriving home in 1998. Rust are still flying in 2014...
Many planes belong to private pilots and are parked, or moored, right there on the shores of Lake Hood...
The Chugach looks serene and pretty on a summer's morning...
...but looks are deceiving. The weather can change on a dime, and as often as not an Alaskan summer
will do this to you...
It's so dim, you're shooting 400 film at 10:30 in the morning! Cloud hangs low on the mountains
behind the Anchorage Airport light airplane field... 
Yep, it's been raining. It'll be raining again before long, and it's so humid, it feels almost hot,
even though it's only about 48 degrees Fahrenheit on this (!) summer morning. 
There's a sign there somewhere: give way to planes. A float plane heads for Lake Hood to depart --
-- and with rain impending, the photographer also departs ... to the terminal building. Starbucks. Coffee. Yeah.
But summer isn't always so grim in Alaska -- it can just as easily look like this:
There are at least two Summit Lakes in Alaska (and at least one more in BC). This is the Summit Lake
at Moose Pass, in glorious weather. 
Summit Lake at Moose Pass ... not quite visible at the resolution of this image
are the canoes for hire, on the opposite shore of the lake.
Somewhere at Moose Pass is a restaurant that makes the most fantastic burgers ...
Make the most of summer's long hours of daylight --
Welcome to beautiful downtown Talkeetna.
Dave's snapshot of Jade ... why is there a Canadian flag in the barrow?
Probably, there's a Canadian mountain climbing team in town.
And speaking of Summit Lake -- here's the one near Paxon, much further north.
The weather was changing as these images were captured. These
photos have been heavily "tweaked" to make them bright and
colorful. Later this same day, it bucketed down...
...and the rain kept falling. The creeks and lakes on the Chena Hot Springs Road were brimming; many overflowed...
With Chena Hot Springs Road about a foot underwater, Dave said to me, "Hop out of the car. I'll drive on,
turn around and speed through this coming back -- get pictures!" Pontiac Sunfire pluming water.
Chena Hot springs retort itself ... and you'll notice the flooding in the foreground!
And here is the hot spring itself ... boiling hot ... with a storm front coming in right behind the spa --
Dave soaks in the hot mineral waters: Chena Hot springs, Alaska.
Make the most of it, because fall is so close, you can taste it, and...
Fairbanks fall colors. Before you know it, the hills turn to a fantasy of elven gold.
Everywhere you look, every hillside, is gold -- for a brief handful of days: Fairbanks autumn, 1999.
The trail beckons the unwary traveler into an enchanted forest... Tolkien would have liked this.
Fairbanks fall colors don't last very long. When they happen, grab the cameras and run! Because --
The end of summer announces itself early with "termination dust" on the high slopes: early snow that can
fall even in July, and one day it sticks, and then there's more of it, and even more, and...
Suddenly the fall colors are gone and the birch looks naked...
Winter isn't far away: time to break out the warm clothes, because...
Alaska winter scenes ... the world looks so pretty --
Everything looks like a Christmas card! But winter is settling in,
and in Fairbanks it'll stay a long, long time.
The silence is profound. As an Australian, Jade had never heard (not heard?) anything like it. Dave remained
unimpressed and wondered what in the world she was taking pictures of. "The snow, dear." Hunh?!
Dave continues to look unimpressed -- watching the dog races start in downtown Fairbanks -- and
by now, this is March. Spring! You wouldn't know it, to look at the picture, but this is March.
Fairbanks dog mushing action. It all happens in March, before breakup can spoil the snow conditions...
Dog mushing is a national pastime in Fairbanks. On the many trails through the hills and woods,
hikers and cyclists must pull over and "give way to dog teams." Posted signs insist on it.
It's very cold -- or an Aussie thought so! -- but the snow conditions are perfect for mushing...
now, those are some happy dogs.
Fairbanks dog mushing pictures -- as rescued after 15 years! These pictures have been scanned and
enhanced to fix the spoiled colors, and painted to remove a lot of surface damage. Nice!
Like a scene from Snow Dogs, right? A blue sky day, perfect snow ... a little traveling music, please!

The captions on the images tell the whole story, so I'm not going to write too much here. It's been a lot of fun scanning these images, but there was a heck of a lot of work to be done to save them. They're anything up to 17 years old now, and many more are sitting in a box going redder with each passing month. If there was ever a rationalization for switching to digital, this is it!

Back soon with more, when I've run the scanner again.

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Alaska Memories -- Post One of many during the coming months...

Jade arrived in Alaska back in the late 1990s on a flying visit ... and the rest his history. Here is Anchorage,
photographed from Earthquake Park, looking across Knik Arm to Bootleggers' Cove --
the sky is full of swallows ... and all images in these posts way predate digital: they're scans.
Downtown Fairbanks in the summer: Golden Heart Plaza, photographed
from across the Chena River at the end of the long drive from Anchorage...
Road trips in Alaska involve a lot of this...
... and jewels like Thunderbird Falls are hiding away, waiting to be
discovered. And oh, how Jade wishes that digital photography had
arrived about a decade earlier!
Alaska was a photographer's paradise. Here is Broad Pass in March ... and often, what seems to be
classic wilderness photography will be revealed --
-- with a slightly different camera angle, and less zoom, to be a shot from the roadside! These images were
taken in March 1999, when Dave and Jade were headed for Anchorage. Uh ... honeymoon. 
In fact, may of Jade's memories of Alaska are typified by this on-road, driving shot, and --
-- this one. Shooting through the windscreen, with Dave driving. Driving what, now?
It's a Pontiac Sunfire, the 1996 model. Here's Dave plus Sunfire on a roadside near Fairbanks...
...and Dave's shot of Jade plus Sunfire, by a lake somewhere near the Richardson Highway --
perhaps between Delta and Summit, not far from Summit Lake (though this is not Summit Lake itself).
Long, long before there was the Millennium Possum or Lola, there was this real beauty...
...which we bought between us in 1999, in the days when the plan was
that Jade was moving to Fairbanks, rather than Dave heading south!
Here she is in a parking lot not far from Portage Glacier...
...and another parking lot not far from Fairbanks.
Fairbanks has a charm all its own, and Jade became very fond of it. In the shot of Golden Heart Plaza above
(remember the clock tower?), it's summer. Here's the same place in winter -- photographed from the bridge, and
the Chena River is totally frozen in ... they'll be racing dog teams on this in a week's time --
Here's the Open North American dog mushing event starting, downtown --
The Open North American dog sled race heads down the frozen Chena River...
...and meanwhile one of the local sprint races heads off into positively Arctic wastes just outside Fairbanks.
(Yes, it was cold. Very. Especially when you were in Australia just a few days before, at 100 degrees!)
Speaking of dog mushing, the Yukon Quest dog sled race -- Fairbanks, AK, to Whitehorse, Yukon (Canada) -- is
run in February. Here's the checkpoint at Angel Creek, albeit in summer.
Take off! A float plane heads off on a fishing charter from Fish Lake near Talkeetna --
-- summer in much of Alaska is typified by warm, humid days, velvety sunlight, the smell of spruce on the air and
the heavy bass drone of light aircraft, like this one.
And right after this charter leaves, another is lined up right behind it. Busy! Talkeetna is a great place to start a
fishing holiday. It's also the gathering place and starting point for climbers tackling Denali, known to those
from "outside" as Mt. McKinley.
The Alaska Bush Float Plane Service operates out of Fish Lake. That's their office, at right, with a sod roof.
We were told, if we'd only arrived one week earlier that roof was blooming with flowers! 
Then fall comes to the rolling hills around Fairbanks, and the landscape is magical ...
You have to be quick: the fall colors don't last long -- often just days...
-- but if you can be there in time, with cameras loaded, you can walk right into an enchanted forest.
Here's a stand of birch turned to gold at UAF.
The beauty of being in an area for a long time, or making many visits, is
that you come to know it, and can photograph it in many seasons. Jade sat on
that bench and, from it, here's the view:
-- a photo-op point, quite close to Trapper Creek, on the Parks Highway. And --
Here is Dave's shot of Jade in the act of taking the photo right below --
spot the two trees with the tiny one between them:
And then, approximately the same location in spring --
And again, in winter, where the mountains look like the fantasy pavilions of an army of giants.
Heading south from the Trapper Creek area takes you through the Mat-Su Valley -- the Matanuska-Susitna Valley
-- on your way into Anchorage. It's an interesting drive in March, with leaden-gray skies and snow on the way.
In this shot, you're just about to head into the valley from the north.
Near the McHugh Creek exit, on the Seward Highway, which hugs the shore of Turnagain Arm. The sea has
thawed by now, but not very long before --
Here's the Knik Arm, photographed from Point Woronzof Park, right behind Anchorage Airport, with
Mount Susitna -- "Sleeping Lady" -- on the horizon. That's quite the ocean view!
But, as Dave's father used to say, "When the sun shines there's no more beautiful place than Alaska."
He was right. He still is. And Jade is making major plans for returning there, many times, in many seasons,
to photograph it all again now that the digital age has arrived!

After hunting high and low for my Alaska photos, I'd given up on finding them at least until we move house again, and get to unpack a lot of boxes that are, right now, packed and stacked. If you know us, you know we're nomads of necessity, serial gypsies, moving house way too often -- which is the curse of folks who rent, at least in Australia, where rental properties are a form of investment, being bought and sold for gain every few years.

But then -- looking for something else entirely, lo and behold! A box of photos popped out of a basket I hadn't seen in a year! Now, not all my Alaska pictures have turned up: Anchorage, Fairbanks, Denali National Park, Stampede Trail, the Kenai boat tour ... those are still packed. They're in albums, whereas it's a box of photos that's reappeared. Also, all (yes all) of my slides vanished into some box, somewhere, nine years ago, and I haven't seen them since. I have to believe they're in the house somewhere, but the only things I recall clearly by now is that I had scores of fantastic images from the World Ice Art Championships, 1999, and some equally fantastic shots captured off the stern of the tour boat Kenai Star in 1997.

But at least I have a place to start here: a box with about 800 photos ... and a scanner.

Everything you see here, and will be seeing in posts similar to this one in the months (and years!) ahead, will have gone through the scanning process: scanned at 600dpi, cropped, enhanced, resized. And I do believe I'm catching these pictures in the nick of time. What you see here is the enhanced version ... the pictures are up to 17 years old, and they're starting to fade. Some are fading quite badly, soooo...

I'll be processing as many as I can on an afternoon, once a week, and will upload the best of them here, with stories attached. Everything you see here is Jade's work, unless Jade is actually in the picture, in which case it's Dave taking the shot ...duh.

For those photographically inclined: everything you see here (except Dave's shots) was captured with the Pentax K-1000 ... those cameras are indestructible. I had two -- still have them, and they're still my film camera of choice. You cannot hurt them or stop them: big steel body, simple, simple system -- nothing to go wrong. The more fiddly and "clever" cameras get, the more they go "bung." With the Pentax K-1000, you were on your own: automatic nothing. You did everything yourself, from exposure to focus ... and I have dropped one out of a car, in a parking lot in Denali National Park, picked it up, and found nary a dent in it, much less a fault! If we still used film cameras today, these are the ones I'd still be using ... and you can still buy them. They change hands on eBay for about $125 even now.

But there is, in fact, no comparison between film and digital, in terms of the quality you can expect in the images (not the mention the fact that digital pictures don't fade over time, and never need rescuing), so the Pentaxes are boxed ... they're keepsakes, while their work is being salvaged, processed, enhanced, and you'll see the best of it uploaded here every so often, in the months -- years! -- to come.
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