Half Dome | One Photo

Half Dome from Tioga Road.

Because sometimes, I just want to share photos that have a really special place in my heart or I’m really proud of, here and there, You’ll start seeing these published. I didn’t know how to do it for some time because honestly, I’m not very well off with website design, but I’ve decided to just do it the way I know. So here goes.

That morning was cold. I shook the dew off my tent before starting to pack up, my headlamp the only source of light. I could see the touch of dawn in the sky, but it wasn’t enough for my eyes to be able to see what I was doing.

That morning was cold. Cold like my heart whenever I have to leave this little piece of miracle that Yosemite National Park is.

That morning was cold. I left Tuolumne Meadows and stopped by to say bye to Tenaya Lake. By that time, the sky was nectarine orange and grey-deep blue.

That morning was cold. The lone road led me through the mountains and then, Half Dome showed itself to comfort me. The sun has just started to come up somewhere in the East and that prominent piece of granite appeared to be the one emitting the orange light.

The morning became warm.

And I didn’t say goodbye to this place I love.

The morning was warm and I said, “See you soon.”

Foggy Redwoods | One Photo

A road is buried deep in the darkness of the tall redwoods. The  narrow view of the sky is filled with fog. The wall of threes is dark green, more like black. Only two lonely tiny orange lights shine.

Because sometimes, I just want to share photos that have a really special place in my heart or I’m really proud of, here and there, You’ll start seeing these published. I didn’t know how to do it for some time because honestly, I’m not very well off with website design, but I’ve decided to just do it the way I know. So here goes.

This eerie picture was taken when I drove through the redwood forest towards the campground where I was staying. The sun hasn’t touched the ground there for a few days. Everything was covered in dew, including me; whenever I walked even for just a tiny little while, little drops of water condensated on my eyelashes.

It’s around midday in the picture, even though it might not seem so. The clouds, the fog, and the tall trees made the it seem like if the ground was experiencing twilight all day long. Everything was unbelievably quiet and tranquil; all sound were softened and muffled by the fog and all seemed perfectly still…

Grand Teton | One Photo

Because sometimes, I just want to share photos that have a really special place in my heart or I’m really proud of, here and there, You’ll start seeing these published. I didn’t know how to do it for some time because honestly, I’m not very well off with website design, but I’ve decided to just do it the way I know. So here goes.

This is Grand Teton. The Tetons stole my heart probably even before I got there. I’ve wanted to feel and be the place for a long time, but never found the time to go there. And then, finally, I saw them for the first time – dusted with snow from the green fields of Idaho. Driving through Teton Pass on the slopes of Mt Glory in the darkness of early morning, the sun starting to come up when we stopped in Wilson, a strong wave of emotion swept over me once more.

The hike on which we got caught up in a thunderstorm. And the views after the rain stopped and the clouds lifted and revealed the mountains tops covered in fresh snow… That was the moment I knew I was lost, hopelessly. There was no coming back; the Tetons found their place in my heart that’s been waiting only for them and started to call it home…

(Photo) The Windy Night, The Morning of Wild Waves, The Green Turtles, And the Black Beach | Searching the Aloha

It was a bit windy at night. All right, it was a bit more windy than that. Woken up into the endless starry night sky, I realize that the thing that is pulling on my sleeping bag isn’t any animal but strong gusts of wind. Good thing I’m not sleeping in a tent – it would have probably given up on me and flown away by now.

I’m in the same spot as yesterday; on polished lava flow, only with my sleeping pad and sleeping bag. But apart from yesterday, it feels like everything, including myself, is going to get blown off the rock into the ocean. I make sure the sleeping pad is right under my body (being rarely glad that I’m the way I am and not one pound lighter so I’m not floating in the air by now), tighten the sleeping bag around my ears and watch the shining sky. It’s almost unbearably beautiful. I can’t believe how many stars there are, up and beyond what we can see and comprehend. My eyes get all teary – but that’s probably because of the strong wind.

I need to get some sleep before tomorrow (well, today) comes and so I turn my back towards the wind, close my eyes and let the sound of wild ocean sing me back to a bit uncanny sleep while my hair gets all wild, caught up in a play with the moving air (needless to say, it’s not easy to comb it in the morning).

The morning comes quick and I’m woken up into the feeling of somebody’s feet moving somewhat nervously very near my head. I open my eyes to see a plump and very friendly looking Hawaiian man. It’s the same one I saw yesterday while watching the sunrise, he’s even wearing the same raincoat (even though I don’t know what for – there’s not one single cloud in the pink-blue sky)
“Morning,” I say.
“Morning,” he answers a bit startled and then continues: “Sorry I woke you up, I didn’t know if you were all right.”
“No, no, it’s fine, I didn’t expect to sleep so long.” A moment of quiet.
“Why did you sleep here?”
“I wanted to”
“Do you have no tent?”
“I do but it’s so beautiful outside, it would be a waste not to sleep under the open sky.”
I don’t think this young man understands exactly what I’m trying to say but he must get at least a part of it – after all, he came yesterday and today to watch the sunrise – and maybe he comes here every day. Who knows?

He walks away and I collect my stuff, put it in the car and go watch the ocean, the waves, and green turtles (!) before the heat drives me out again.

PHOTOS:

  1. The Life of a Wave I. (a time-lapse)

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2. The Life of a Wave II. (a time-lapse)

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3. Honu – The Hawaiian Green Sea Turtles (an endangered species of turtles, native to Hawai’i, up to 4 feet long and can weight over 300 pounds)

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4. The Palms, Sands, And Lava Flows of Punalu’u

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5. (Bonus) My ‘Bedroom’ And The View from My ‘Bed’

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Please, let me know how this way of showing photos works with you – is this good, or do you prefer to have the photos separately, one by one? Thank you so much for any kind of feedback!

Love,
Pina


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PHOTO: In The Name of Water | Yosemite May 2018

I take the gear from the shelf where all the pieces are patiently waiting for me, displayed neatly as if behind a front window of a store the exact same way I put them there a few weeks ago. I admit, I’m more gentle with my camping/backpacking gear than with my sole existence and entire life.

I find a place for each and every piece in the back of my car. Loading the boot makes me feel so excited that I have to start singing. In only a few days, I’ll be able to bring back my first report from Yosemite in the year of 2018!

If I was able to sleep, I’d be woken up at half past two by the sharp beep-beep-beep of my alarm. But to be honest, sleep wasn’t really working for me – and what more, a few minutes before the alarm was supposed to go off, my friend Machi opened the door quietly and ‘woke me up’: “Pavuli-na… Pavuli-na? How do you get warm water in the shower?” And so I got up, turned the hot water on for her, brushed my teeth and started packing the last few necessities we needed for the weekend.

A quick shower and a breakfast later, a little bit after four in the morning, we were leaving our driveway and heading towards Yosemite.

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PHOTO LOCATIONS:
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  1. Half Dome from Half Dome View
  2. A mushroom in Crane Flat Campground
  3. Bridalveil Fall from Bridalveil Fall Viewing Point
  4. Yosemite Fall in the far away from John Muir Trail
  5. Vernal Fall and Merced River from the Vernal Fall Bridge
  6. Vernal Fall from the Mist Trail
  7. Merced River from the Vernal Falls Bridge
  8. A bear (!) from the top of Vernal Fall
  9. Merced River above the top of Vernal Fall
  10. Nevada Fall from below, Mist Trail
  11. Merced River from the top of Nevada Fall
  12. Merced River cañon from the top of Nevada Fall
  13. Drops of morning dew in Crane Flat Campground
  14. Yosemite Falls from Swinging Bridge
  15. Some ferns and sand nearby Yosemite Creek
  16. Half Dome from Cook’s Meadow
  17. Yosemite Falls from Lower Yosemite Fall Trail
  18. Some ferns and sand nearby Yosemite Creek
  19. A reflection in Merced River
  20. Yosemite Valley Chapel
  21. Falls on Tamarack and Cascade Creek from Big Oak Flat Road
  22. Big Oak Flat Road

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