Things celestial and flights of fancy
Posted on January 18, 2014
Nature and opportunity, providing a planetary alignment of delightful sensory excess over twenty-four hours on January 15 and 16—embracing the time for two moonrises and a moonset in between.
Moon-up on Wednesday evening the 15th.
Then, a quiet gentle moon-down the next morning.
That Thursday afternoon, embracing the visceral pleasure of taking wing, trike flying with chum Howard in the Anza Borrego desert. ‘Tis a blessedly breezy affair. You need elements? Just extend your hand to your side.
And then, the day over, an hour after sunset, time for another moonrise. The Cirrus carpet-ride awaiting our return flight to San Diego, posing with the lunar glow as the moon rises over the Santa Rosa mountains and the Bandlands to the east.
God does not subtract from man’s allotted time, days spent in blissful giddiness. My story, and I’m sticking with it.
Arizona Land, Arizona Sky
Posted on January 11, 2014
Cathy, enjoying her SDSU semester break, and finished with all the holiday busyness, implored for a getaway to somewhere, and Lord love her, was wanting to get there via the Cirrus time machine. We settled on SE Arizona, with the fly-in aerodrome being Libby Army Airfield at Fort Huachuca, where I was stationed for six months before deploying to Viet Nam in the mid sixties. I hadn’t been back since, and this seemed a perfect destination—high desert, pleasant daytime temperatures with chilly evenings, good hiking and nature emersion, plus generally clear skies for capturing nighttime time-lapse sequences.
Our lodging was a two-bedroom cabin surrounded by tall prairie grass on the western flank of Biscuit Mountain, part of the Whetstone range, some ten miles from equally rural Sonoita, and Elgin, Arizona. 
- Thunder Mountain Lane gate
Days were spent hiking and exploring the environs, including trails in the Santa Rita mountains with views back towards the Whetstone and Huachuca ranges.
- Whetstones & Huachucas
Come the end of the day, and it was time to set up the camera for nighttime time-lapse sequences, using the prairie adjoining our cabin as foreground for the vast panoply of sky.
At dawn, the stars rapidly hiding from the sun’s first light, it is worth turning one’s attention to the sunrise of yet another new day’s beauty.
Isla Guadalupe White Sharks
Posted on December 26, 2013
Some 200 miles south of San Diego lays Guadalupe Island, justifiably famous as a gathering place for the ocean’s apex predator, the White Shark. Photo diving is from shark cages, and we were surrounded at times by as many as four mini-van sized whites simultaneously. Stealth technology with teeth, serious teeth.













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