More Pictures from King’s Canyon

The trails Jeff took us on in King’s Canyon did more than just reveal some of the best trees in the park, they also revealed how close I was to never seeing the trees because of last year’s forest fires.

The destruction we saw was nearly as amazing as the trees themselves, in a very different sense, of course.

Although there were areas where everything had burned, there were other areas where the fire left other trees untouched.

Some of the larger trees appeared to have been saved by their sheer size and thick bark.

As it turns out, one of the greatest contributor’s to their longevity is their natural resistance to fire.

After observing last year’s devastation, I was surprised at how many of the older trees showed signs of fire damage, like this tree whose core showed scars of a much earlier fire.

After seeing that many of the biggest trees were surrounded by much younger trees, I wondered if these giant trees hadn’t somehow benefitted from the extra light when trees around them were burned and even from the nutrients in the ashes of the trees that had burned.

The few old-growth forests I’ve been able to visit in the Pacific Northwest suggest a

similar pattern where the biggest trees stand alone because other trees have blown down in wind storms or died in other ways.

King’s Canyon National Park

Jeff and Debbie, who own a cabin near King’s Canyon National Park, gave us a guided tour of the park while we were there.

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Although I’ve visited the Coastal Redwoods many times, I’ve never visited the southern California Sequoia before. These redwoods aren’t as tall as those on the coast but are much wider at the base.

Unless you’re willing to spend a year photographing a tree, you soon realize all you can do is suggest a small part of the trees’ beauty through your photographs,

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and hopefully these shots manage to do that.

There were amazing trees wherever I looked,

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at least on the trail Jeff took us on.

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My favorite trees were the ones that had obviously survived major hardships,

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because they reminded me of bonzai I’ve admired or because of some innate beauty in all things that have endured in the face of great obstacles.

Yet Another Magical Place

The Merced National Wildlife Refuge is one of those magical places I will return to whenever I can. Sand Hill Cranes may be its major draw, but it’s the diversity that will bring me back. I love places that are alive, no matter what particular birds I might, or might not, find there at a particular time.

While trying to capture shots of the Cattle Egrets I’d never seen before, I saw this Wilson’s Snipe

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and urged Leslie to try to get a shot of it.

She did better than that; she got this wide-angle shot

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which captured not one, but three, snipes, and her even wider-angle shot captured this shot of the three snipes and a Killdeer.

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Though we didn’t see a single Avocet, we saw lots of Black-necked Stilts

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and even more Dowitchers,

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not to mention, hundreds of ducks and geese.