Croquet & Freestylin'

Melby and the Big Timer came to town. It was great to have the Northwest make a trip out our way. The inaugural game of croquet took place at the Elizabeth house, a Mishka concert complete with our own freestyling, a late night stop at 7-11 for beef jerky and other terrible barely edibles. Of course, the entire weekend, we all went BIG!

Spring Stormin'

170 inches fell in the Wasatch Mountains in a 2 week period. This is not only insane, but set 30 year records. With more than a foot each night for 2 straight weeks "you betcha" there was skiing in the foothills this spring!

Sammy hiking up for some turns on this lonely, stormy Friday afternoon.

Sammy & Sage Descending into City Creek

Spraying the snow at no more than 6000 feet

Yep, we did uncover some rather large rocks. I am seriously considering removing all these rogue rocks from the hills this summer so that next year's foothill conditions will be buffed out smooth.

I love shooting in stormy conditions. Storms force the photographer to play with texture and space, not to mention the dynamic color range produced during these intense environments. To be honest, I would rather shoot a midday storm over sunrise and sunset. Sunrise and sunset gives you a small window to capture that damn light. Meanwhile, storms provide a longer shooting platform with the potential for more light brillance.

Shooting in black in white, the South Pointe Mountains stand out like wildfire contrasting with the dark and uniform lines of Salt Lake's grid system.

One last view as the storm rolls across the Wasatch Front!