zeelichsheng
Offline
• •
Upload & Sell: Off
|
I just took the past weekend to the gorge and the felt that I was kind late for the fall color. The leaves were most gone. Besides, the weather was mostly clear for the weekend which is not ideal for shooting creeks and falls.
Anyway, I managed to shoot three falls and the end results are somewhat satisfying, though I still see space for improvement...
#1 Ponytail Falls
I missed the wildflower season for this gorgeous waterfall. So I came back for it in fall time, hoping to get something different. Unfortunately, I was late - the trees in the background merely had any golden leaves. And the leaves in the foreground were not so pretty either 
#2 Multnomah Falls
Again, I didn't post any photo about this fall during spring time since it looked just mediocre back then. Some golden color adds more interest to the scene, though I would hope that I could get more on the bottom. But considering how hard it is to find a parking spot at this waterfall, I may not pay a visit again 
#3 Elowah Falls
This was the first time I went to this fall. So I didn't find the right path to get down to the creek - I took the extremely difficult path on the other bank of the creek (passed the wooden bridge beneath the fall). At first I thought: "hey, this is just impossible to get down to the creek. There is no way!" But after several struggles I finally reached the bottom of the steep slope, and suddenly I saw that the easy path is just on the other side...
So, I was in a dilemma there: should I go back the hard path, or try to cross the creek? There are two big rocks in the creek, roughly 3 feet apart. Both of them are pretty wet and slippery, so I couldn't just jump from one to the other. But there is a log trapped between them that I can step my foot on. There is also a fallen log above that I can hold.
Then, I made the stupidest decision - went cross the creek! I put my backpack on, hold the trekking pole in my right hand, hold onto the fallen log, and put the left foot on the wood between the two rocks.
Everything worked perfectly in the first second - my left foot was on the wood, my right foot left the rock, and both of my hands hold the log firmly. Things just looked very promising.
The next second, my left foot slipped from the wood into the water. Suddenly the weight of my entire body plus the backpack plus the gears was all on the log above. Before I could even think about the next step, I heard a loud cracking sound. "Oh shoot..."
You could probably imagine that the next thing happened is me falling into the water. The log just fell and hit my backpack. At first I was stuck there but luckily my head was neither hit nor in the water, so I was sober and could breath. I struggled and pushed hard, and finally the log came off my back. Now I was completely soaked. Surprisingly, my cellphone was not dead even it was in my pant's pocket, and all my gears were dry and untouched in the backpack. The only thing I lost is my trekking pole.
Since I was soaked, I did not fear to step into the water then. I found this spot to make a reflection of the fall.
But hey, remember my fellow enthusiastic landscape photographers, when you are attempting to cross the creek, don't play Tarzan! It is better to get your shoes wet than loosing your gears, or even worse jeopardizing your life!
|
