Such Fragile Beauty

Rainier is a formidable mountain, its towering peaks and its imposing glaciers nothing short of awe-inspiring, which makes it all the more remarkable that it’s often the fragile beauty that leaves the most immediate impression on you during a late summer visit.

My personal favorite would have to be Indian Paintbrush in all it’s vivid incarnations,

Indian Paintbrush

but it’s equally impossible to ignore waves of purple flowers cascading down steep rocky cliffs.

Purple flowers on Cliff

How can anything as delicate as the small butterflies one sees everywhere find sustenance here

Butterlfly on Rock

or endure long, bitter winters.

Blue Butterfly

One can’t help but feel sympathy for chipmunks that seem to savor the plentiful flowers

Chipmunk Munching on Flower

but are forced to forage for food in the snow for at least half the year.

Highs and Lows

As noted previously, I don’t expect to be able to actually convey Mt Rainier to my readers, but I would be remiss if I didn’t try to capture some sense of the scale of the mountain, a sense that is immediately transmitted to anyone who starts out to hike by their legs.

The trail behind the lodge begins here, and it doesn’t take long before you realize just how high this mountain really is even at here below tree line. The trail is not for the faint-of-heart, as this beginning stretch clearly announces.

Trail from Paradise

Once you reach the first ridge line, all it takes is a quick glance up to realize that you’ve really just begun to climb,

Looking up at Rocks Above

and a quick glimpse across the valley shows just how formidable this mountain really is,

Ridgeline

dwarfing those who hike it,

Hiker in Valley Below

like this unknown hiker in the valley below as seen through my telephoto lens.

A Return to Mt. Rainier

Last Friday we took Leslie’s brother and sister-in-law to see Mt Rainier for the first time, and I performed my, nearly, annual attempt to accomplish the impossible, to capture the majesty of this mountain through a camera lens, a telephoto lens at that.

Here’s our first real glimpse of the mountain as we approached Sunrise, Leslie’s favorite approach to the mountain

Rainier from road to Sunrise

because it gives her the feeling of being on the mountain, or at least the feeling that you’re always in the mountain’s presence:

Rainier from Sunrise trail

Even though I prefer the more traditional southwestern approach from Paradise Park, I don’t mind starting from the northeast side and circling the mountain to get shots from several different angles,

Mt. Rainier

though I found it rather disorienting seeing the mountain from so many different angles.

Mt. Rainier from the South

as I’m not used to wondering which way is north and which south?

Of course all these look better on my large Cinema screen, but the real frustration is in trying to get correct exposure for the whole photograph, and trying to photomerge shots where the exposure is different.

I’m going to have to drag my tripod to the top of the mountain and shoot some shots with High Dynamic Pro so I can get the best possible exposure in the snow and the trees even though I have no illusion that you can ever capture anything as magnificent as Mt. Rainier on the page.

No, all I really hope to do is drop crumbs that will lead you to your own experience of the mountain.

Three from Ocean Shores

I finally managed to sort through last Wednesday’s beach pictures, and other than the Hudsonian picture I posted earlier and a sequence of Red-Necked Phalarope shots, these are my favorites from the 400+ shots I took that day.

This shot of a Hermann’s gull is probably a favorite because the Hermann gull is a favorite and not because it’s a particularly great shot.

Hermann's Gull Landing

It probably doesn’t hurt that I’ve only seen it in recent years, and only during migrations.

This Short-Billed Dowitcher

Short-Billed Dowitcher

is one of the three that was accompanying the Hudsonian Gods and consequently hardly got a second notice from everyone except me.

And finally, here’s a shot of an immature Lesser Yellowlegs,

Lesser Yellowlegs

another personal favorite, though they’re hardly rare.