The Moment it All Comes Together

I just love it when a photo works.

When I’m out hiking with friends there’s a lot going on.  First of all, I almost always have my children with me.  They require a bit of attention.  Secondly, I’m usually not the one in charge, or at least I don’t want to be, which means I don’t set the pace or decide when we take a break.  Thirdly, we’re hiking.  We’re moving forward, constantly paying attention to our surroundings and our footing.  None of these things make taking a particularly good photograph while out on a hike easy.

However, every once in a while it happens.  All the stars align and an image not only presents itself, but maintains itself just long enough for me to capture it.

I didn’t take a lot of pictures on our most recent hike to Providence Canyon, but I did take this one and I’m pretty happy with it.

I tend to be pretty critical of my work, so it’s a little difficult for me to write this post about how much I like this photograph, but the more that I look at it, the more that I love it.  I figured I’d take a little time and walk through the different points that make it great.  In the end you can tell me if you agree.  There’s nothing better for an artist than an honest critic.

First of all, let’s talk about LINES.

This photograph has multiple lines, which makes me very happy indeed.  There is a lot you can “fix” in post-production, but beyond a little cropping here and there you can’t fix composition.  That’s one thing you’ve got to get right the first time.

I love a good fence rail.  It creates instant lines.  Lucky for me they are often found along trails, where I primarily shoot these days.  The fence here starts in the bottom right of the photo, weighting the image and providing a starting point for the viewer’s eye.

The line of the fence pulls the viewer deeper into the photo and trails off near the back, leaving a bit of mystery.  The fact that the end of the fence is hidden from view and does not reach all the way to the other side of the frame is even better.  The viewer can imagine where the rest of the trail might take them, creating an even larger story than what is actually shown in the frame.

Alongside the fence is the line of the trail itself.  This strengthens the sense of movement within the frame, forcing the reader’s eye to follow it deeper.

The fence rail, however, is not the only line in the image.  All three subjects in the photograph are looking off towards the distance in the same direction.  This creates powerful movement within the frame and adds dynamic energy as the lines pull the viewers eyes in different directions.


I’ve photographed enough hikes to know how hard it is to get this right.  So often, when I’m behind a group of people trying to capture the perfect image they all end up stacked on top of each other.  I know how to get around this, but unless I’m taking the time to stage the photograph and put people where I want them, it rarely happens spontaneously.  I’m not working with models that understand their relation to the camera.  I’m “working” with real people who just want to hike.  So, when this happens, I celebrate.

My subjects are far enough away from each other (but not too far) and I was able to shoot at such an angle that there is a distinct silhouette of each person.  Even the dog decided to cooperate, leaving enough space between itself and its owner.  Seeing the far subjects foot, clearly visible, is also great.  The dog may be blocking one, but the location of the foot mid-stride is so dynamic that it’s all that’s needed.

Having my hikers to the right of center also adds to the weight of the photograph and creates a pleasant amount of negative space off to the left.


I really lucked out with this one.  To create this effect in the studio you simply grab an object and place it perfectly within frame.  The trick is to not let your foreground object dominate the image so you move it around a bit til it looks good.  It will eventually land somewhere just enough in view to create a bit of mystery as to what it is and where it will ultimately add to your composition.

On a hike, in real-time, this is flat-out impossible.  Impossible to stage, but not impossible to capture.

Tree branches stick out into the trail all the time.  Catch a few of them in frame, make sure they don’t block your subjects too much, and you’ve succeeded in the effect.

The foreground leaves in this photo are the icing on the cake.  Everything else fell into place, but without them, the photo would be somewhat flat.  The fence does draw your eye deeper into the photo, but the leaves add so much depth to the image.  Quite literally, given that they are out on trail, the viewer begins to really get a sense of where the subjects have come from, where they are and where they are going.

The LIGHTING wasn’t perfect, but it worked.

The last element worth mentioning is the lighting.  Now, we started this hike around 11am, which meant I was shooting in one of the worst possible times involving direct sun.  When the sun is directly overhead it creates impossible shadows that just can’t be “fixed in post”.

On top of that, the heat of the day and the light reflecting off the leaves created a very hazy environment to shoot in.  These aren’t conditions that I love.

The saving grace, however, was the small amount of clouds in the sky that drifted over us throughout the day.  At the moment I took this photograph there was enough diffused light from the clouds to make it work.

If you notice the near subject’s left arm, the light falls off nicely on it.  Yet, the sun was shining bright enough to create a nice rim effect on both subjects’ hair.  There is a lot of light reflecting off the leaves, which can sometimes be distracting, but in this photo I don’t mind it.  It creates a feeling of the last days of summer, before the cold of the fall takes over.  (Amazing that this is the sense you can get from a photo taken in January.)

The sun is bright enough to create these effects but tempered by the clouds enough to avoid harsh shadows on the ground from our subjects and the fence rail.  It’s really quite wonderful how it all worked out.

It All Comes Together

They say the more that you shoot, the better you get.  I always feel like there is so much more to learn with photography, that there is always a way for me to improve.  I try to bring my camera to every hike these days and sometimes I’m inspired on one hike more than another.  Either way, I always make a point to snap a few pics.  This photograph is the reason why.

I’m so pleased with how all the elements came together.  In a studio I know what to do to get a good composition, to get the lighting just right, but you don’t always have that level of control out on the trail.

More often than not I end up with blurry images as my children run away from me and harsh lighting from mid-day sun.  Even still, I keep shooting because sometimes it works.  And that’s the goal, isn’t it?

So I’ll keep practicing.  I’ll keep shooting.  And every once in a while I’ll get an image I fall in love with.

So what do you think?  Do you like the photo?  Comment below with what you think works and what doesn’t.


Permits, Lotteries and Restricted Wilderness

I don’t think I’ve ever had so much anxiety about an upcoming trip before.  I’ve flown in helicopters, slept underground, lived without running water for weeks at a time and all I want to do this time is go camping in a National Park.  Yosemite, to be exact.  The Disney of the Wilderness.

(It is a little known fact that Yosemite is way better than Disneyland.  This is a direct quote from my 5 year-old last year, so I trust the statement to be accurate and true.)

Yosemite has to be one of the most well-known National Parks in the entire United States.  It’s right up there with Yellowstone, The Smokey Mountains and The Grand Canyon, arguably first among them all (depending on who you talk to).

Ranking #3 in the Nation in terms of number of visitors per year, you can guess how it gets a little crowded sometimes.  The Smokey Mountains boast the highest number of visitors per year, followed by the Grand Canyon, but in both of those locations a quick stop on a road trip accounts for a lot of the traffic.  Yosemite, on the other hand, isn’t really on the way to anywhere.  When people come to Yosemite, they come to stay.

Can you guess where the anxiety is coming from?  I want a campsite in Yosemite.  I want it really bad.  I might want it more than I want my son to get into Pre-K next year.  (Not really, but maybe, no, not really… maybe…)

The thing is, reservations for campsites in Yosemite open up for booking every two weeks and on the day that they open they fill up within minutes, sometimes seconds!

We have our plane tickets to California already.  We’ve invited friends to meet us in the mountains.  My children can’t wait to go to Yosemite.  But I don’t even know if we can stay there!

I’m freaking out.  Just a little bit…

Just Breathe.  Reset.

Nature doesn’t have to be this complicated and it can be overwhelming when it gets that way.  Admittedly, I am sometimes frustrated by what seems like a lot of hoops to jump through just to get outside and witness something beautiful.

But I get it.  If there were enough campsites in Yosemite to accommodate the people who wanted to stay there, the place would be a parking lot.  That’s not what we want.  We have to protect the places we love and sometimes that means restricting access.

Beyond just camping within the park, my husband and I would love to do the cables up Half Dome while Grandma plays with the kids in the Valley.  That hike requires permits and there’s a lottery to get them.  Again, there’s no guarantee we’ll get to do the epic adventure we really want to, but ultimately I’m ok with that.

This beautiful planet we live on is ours to share, and sometimes sharing requires taking turns.  I’ve got an idea in my mind of what our summer vacation will look like, but I need to be flexible.  If we can’t make it this year, there’s always the next.

If I don’t go, then somebody else will, and maybe their life will be changed for the better because of it.

The goal is to get outside with my babies and show them something wonderful.  I’m hoping that this year it will happen in Yosemite.  But if not, we’ll find something else beautiful to look at.  They won’t go without.

So in a couple days, I’ll be at the computer, watching the clock with my finger poised over the submit button, just hoping that a year of waiting pays off and we’ll have a campsite in July.  But if not, we’ll find some other mountains to explore.

But just in case, say a little prayer for me on Wednesday, ok?

What about you?  What are your bucket list adventures with the family?  Are there restrictions on your adventures?  Do you avoid the permits and the lotteries or do you seek them out?  Please share your experiences in the comments below.

40 Pounds in 40 Days

The real me. No cropping allowed. Oh yeah, and I’m sucking it in…

Yeah, right.  I’m not selling pills.  I don’t have a tried and true weight loss plan.  What I do have is 40 lbs to lose and let’s be honest, it’s going to take a lot longer than 40 days to lose them.

The struggle is real.

The Backstory

As a young 20-something-year-old woman I wrestled regularly with the idea that I might be “overweight”.  At one point in highschool I learned that a 5’4″ woman was supposed to weigh 120 lbs, based on a super-scientific chart that was handed to me one day in Physical Education.  The last time I weighed 120 lbs I was a child.  From that point on I always thought I was overweight.

Can I just say something right now?  Let’s stop doing that.  Everyone’s body, muscle mass, bone structure, hormone levels and everything else about them is different.  There isn’t a chart in the world that can tell someone their “perfect” weight.

That said, its stuck with me.  I feel like I am supposed to weigh 120 lbs.

Misguided Perceptions

I look back at pictures of myself when I weighed 135 and can’t help but think how healthy I looked then.  Yet, I know that at the time I’d stare at my stomach in the mirror and self-consciously suck it in to an uncomfortable level every time I sat down.

I’d look at other women on the street and wonder how they stayed so skinny.  I knew the magazines were unrealistic, yet everywhere around me people were thin and I was not.  At least I never felt that way.

There are times I wish I could grab my younger self by the shoulders and say, “Snap out of it!  You’re beautiful!”, but that’s just not how it works.

Real Life Weight Gain

Two children and a mountain of stress later, I’m looking in the mirror all over again.  As I stare at the person looking back at me, thankfully, at this stage in my life,  I see something beautiful, but that’s not the only thing I notice.

I’m overweight.

I’m off the chart and I know its true because my body hurts.  It’s not just about the reflection, it’s about the way I feel.  I’ll get past the stretch marks and the bags under my eyes from lack of sleep.  My hips?  They’re larger, and actually, I kinda like them that way.  But the weight?  It’s heavy.  It drags me down and drains all the energy I have left.  And this energy, all that I once took for granted, is more precious to me now more than ever.  I need it back.  So, no matter how long the road seems ahead of me, its time to do something about it.

No More Excuses

I have a goal.  145 lbs.  It might be 25 lbs over what somebody once told me I was supposed to weigh, but I know that once I reach it, I’m going to feel good.

When the day of reckoning came, when I finally got up the courage to get on the scale and see what kind of battle I had ahead of me, I have to admit, I was scared.

I had lost weight before.  I had watched the pounds drop on a chart on the fridge.  I had started to feel good, bought new pants and even celebrated.  But the weight, it came back.

A second pregnancy.  A move overseas.  A new job, new community, new everything.  There were so many excuses and although they were real, I wish they didn’t have to be.

I wish I had the self-discipline to stay away from food when I was stressed.  I wish I had the self-love to make taking care of myself a priority.  I wish I had the metabolism of a 14-year-old.

There are some things I can’t control, but I am learning there is a lot I can.

The Plan to Healthy

So I’m here, looking at 40 lbs to lose, and I’m going to do it.  I’m going to lose the weight and I am going to keep it off.  I’m going to chase my children up mountains and not have to stop before they do.  I’m going to feel good again.

As I sit here writing this post, I feel like I’m telling a secret.  I don’t like to tell people when I am working on losing weight.  It always feels like I am setting myself up for disappointment, like I’ll have to eventually explain why it didn’t work.  But this time, I don’t have a choice.  This has to work.  My children are growing and I have to keep up with them.  I can’t sit by on the couch any longer.  Its time to get up and do the work.  Its time to start feeling better.

Exercise, a healthy diet, those are the only real tricks I know, so I’m sticking to them.  We’ve got a trip to Yosemite planned for July and I can’t wait to see how my new body feels hiking up those mountains.  I’ve got a lot of work to do, but its going to be worth it in the end. What better motivation can there be than being able to hike on the top of the world with your children?

And what about you?  Have you struggled with losing weight that’s crept up on you?  What have you found as motivation to keep you going?  Please share some encouragement for us all in the comments below.

I Just Wanted to Say Hello…

So here we are on day 1.  First of all, let me just say that it is not actually day 1.  Have you ever used WordPress before?  Let’s just say there were lots of hours on the couch and plenty of squinty eyes.  So, if we can just pretend that it hasn’t taken me six weeks to get this website up and running we can call it day 1.  Agreed?

So where were we?  Oh yeah, I’m writing my first post.

I suppose you’d like to know why I’ve decided to start this blog.  Well, you see, I’m not quite sure I fully understand the reason myself, yet.  That seems to be a constant theme in my life as of late.  When I was growing up I had a pretty solid track to follow.  I knew I always wanted to go to college and had a major lined up since junior high.  I went to college, followed my dreams and ended up in a career I had always planned on.  All the while I enjoyed the outdoors, dreamt up my next adventures, managed to do a few of them and although I really didn’t know what my future held I thought I had a fairly decent picture of it.  Don’t we all when we’re 22?

Well… I’m sure you see where this is heading.  Life happens, things change and suddenly you have no idea what the future holds.  Marriage, children, a move overseas; it all tends to be very disruptive to “the plan”.  So now, it’s about finding a new one.  The truth is, it’s been about 7 years of searching.

This whole motherhood thing, it’s hard.  Oh, and don’t forget I’m a wife too.  And that creative side of me, the one that barely gets exercised when I remember to bring my camera with me on a hike with my kids?  Well, it’s rusty.  And then there’s the mission, you know the one, to save the world.  Well, that kinda took a backseat when I started trying to save my children. Don’t get me started on the horrors of electrical sockets, tile floors, solid food and deadly bacteria.  (Okay, so I kinda always let them eat dirt, so much for the bacteria.)

The point is: Identity.  What’s mine?  And what am I doing with my life?

Not too long ago, I started an instagram account.  I know, so behind the times.  I’ve always said that photography was my first love, but I’ve let it take a back seat to all the new loves in my life (probably the right decision).  However, when I did that I let a bit of myself disappear, which was probably the wrong decision.  It took me a really long time to figure out how to make them both work.

So admittedly, this blog is a bit selfish.  It’s a place for me to post my photography, a reason to get out and shoot.  An opportunity to flex my creative muscles and show off my adventures with our kids.  It’s a space to think, to formulate sentences that won’t be interrupted at the dinner table by inquiring minds.  But I promise, it’s not all for me.  I hope it can be for you, too.

Its taken me a long time to truly realize for myself that raising kids is worth it.  Please don’t hear me wrong when I say that.  It’s just that even though in the back of my mind I always knew I wanted a family, I had a lot of things I was going to do first.  Save the world, remember?

I can never forget a conversation I had with a good friend when my eldest was just a few months old.  I was struggling with feeling stuck, like I wasn’t doing anything with my life.  (Meanwhile we were living out an adventure in the Caribbean, so I don’t know how I could have felt that way, but I did.  Oh yeah, PPD.  More on that later.)  Her response was encouraging and kind but I couldn’t hear it.  She said the greatest thing I could ever do is to raise my daughter to grow up and do great things.

My pride was hurt.  I wanted to do great things.

7 years later, however, I can see it.  We have done so many amazing things and there is still so much to do.  I might still struggle with identity, because what mother doesn’t, but I know I’m on the right track.

So, in the following stories of our adventures, both past and present, I hope you will find inspiration and encouragement.  This raising kids thing, it’s worth it.  This life of adventure, worth doing.

I hope you will see it all as a worthwhile endeavor.