Oh, I love that stuff, it taught me many things. Some not so good, like cheap off-brand film I bought for the outdated off-brand camera I had didn't work well below zero, I took pictures that were basically white, on white with brown streaks (trees) behind a gaze curtain. Mac and Buzz would laugh their azzs off.
I also learned about cross-country skiing, which was great. 1st lesson, don't over dress. My first time, I wore a t-shirt, sweater, windbreaker and a parka over all, ski gloves and a wool knit cap. It was cold. Lasted about 7 minutes and I ended up carrying most of my insulation tied on me, and I was still hot. But the next time, I had found a little 2-cup aluminum coffee-pot in a pawn shop (a rarity, almost like I was supposed to find it) and I took that, a couple packets of instant hot chocolate, a baggie with more mini-marshmallows to add to the mini-mini marshmallows in the packets, a steel cup and a spoon from my camping mess kit and dressed in about a third of what I wore before.
For a break, build a small fire, melt snow to make some hot chocolate and just look around, re-heating up the drink by putting the metal cup on what little fire was left from "brewing" (yes, I put the chocolate in the little coffee basket) it sounded good, smelled good, and tasted like no other hot chocolate could.
It was especially good when it snowed while I was out there. When you stopped puffing from the run, and the coco was ready and in the cup the snow would make it so quiet it'd make your ears ring. You can extend the time by heating more snow in the cup and just holding it. Then put the little fire out, rinse everything in snow, (takes just over a minute) and move on.
One of my miss-pics was of two ghost deer, a nice buck and doe. Appeared in silence in the snow, they did, studied me up and down in that motionless way they have and then flipped their ears at me for a minute or two then disappeared back into the woods in two silent steps like dancers exiting the stage, the snow like a curtain. Perhaps they wanted to be invited to some hot chocolate.
I started leaving salted nut rolls open on a stump for them I heard they like the salt and something always ate it.
well, thanks for wandering along with me if you did and I'll throw in a couple of snow pics to boot, taken by someone with a real camera and 8 less thumbs then I have.
You tell a great story, and the first photo is ghostly and almost made me shiver to look at it, whereas the second one is of professional photographer quality.
Along with fog and autumn scenes, snow scenes are a favorite of mine.
Fond memories are made of those - purification of the landscape. (All four, if not more)
I love YOUR snow scenes! Mine, not so much... You did a great job and I love these! Thank you for sharing them!
Great winter photos Mac.
Thank you, good friends … more on the way.
Love the photos!
Third snow scene posted.
And a fourth.
Two more beauties. Love the snow in the creek.
Just too beautiful, Mac. Reminds me of this:
very cool
And GOOD NIGHT, GOOD FRIENDS.
Oh, I love that stuff, it taught me many things. Some not so good, like cheap off-brand film I bought for the outdated off-brand camera I had didn't work well below zero, I took pictures that were basically white, on white with brown streaks (trees) behind a gaze curtain. Mac and Buzz would laugh their azzs off.
I also learned about cross-country skiing, which was great. 1st lesson, don't over dress. My first time, I wore a t-shirt, sweater, windbreaker and a parka over all, ski gloves and a wool knit cap. It was cold. Lasted about 7 minutes and I ended up carrying most of my insulation tied on me, and I was still hot. But the next time, I had found a little 2-cup aluminum coffee-pot in a pawn shop (a rarity, almost like I was supposed to find it) and I took that, a couple packets of instant hot chocolate, a baggie with more mini-marshmallows to add to the mini-mini marshmallows in the packets, a steel cup and a spoon from my camping mess kit and dressed in about a third of what I wore before.
For a break, build a small fire, melt snow to make some hot chocolate and just look around, re-heating up the drink by putting the metal cup on what little fire was left from "brewing" (yes, I put the chocolate in the little coffee basket) it sounded good, smelled good, and tasted like no other hot chocolate could.
It was especially good when it snowed while I was out there. When you stopped puffing from the run, and the coco was ready and in the cup the snow would make it so quiet it'd make your ears ring. You can extend the time by heating more snow in the cup and just holding it. Then put the little fire out, rinse everything in snow, (takes just over a minute) and move on.
One of my miss-pics was of two ghost deer, a nice buck and doe. Appeared in silence in the snow, they did, studied me up and down in that motionless way they have and then flipped their ears at me for a minute or two then disappeared back into the woods in two silent steps like dancers exiting the stage, the snow like a curtain. Perhaps they wanted to be invited to some hot chocolate.
I started leaving salted nut rolls open on a stump for them I heard they like the salt and something always ate it.
well, thanks for wandering along with me if you did and I'll throw in a couple of snow pics to boot, taken by someone with a real camera and 8 less thumbs then I have.
Please continue to share your times and pictures … always welcome here!
You tell a great story, and the first photo is ghostly and almost made me shiver to look at it, whereas the second one is of professional photographer quality.
Thank you gentlemen, I shall.