Quinault River bridge. I had been motoring at about 5mph down the south shore road, enjoying the earliest days of Fall, as well as the elk browsing the flats.
Memories were streaming through my head, as this valley holds security and tranquility from my earliest years of life - and still holds and cherises those memories into my current 7th decade of life. I stopped to look at some nice Sword Ferns, and looked downriver to see the fog lifting enough to get a view of the bridge, the line of trees, and the Howe Creek hillside.
The "flash" of a memory from my teenage years came to me, fishing for steelhead from this very spot with my grandfather. Funny how a memory will make your stomach sort of jump, and a knot form in your throat, and a slight tear will come to your eye. Not a sad tear by any means at all - more a tear of simple emotion that has nothing to do with sadness or happiness.
And the strongest permeation of memory of all - is simply the perfectly soft, pure, oxygenated, cold steel smell of the river valley itself, as I threw a stocking cap on my head and set up the cam and tripod on the rocks near the side of the road, and watched the sun start to burn through the mist.
I don't know why, but the river water in this image has too much "green" cast on UHH. The original on my calibrated monitor is spot-on for color gamut, and the river is more of its normal aquamarine hue. However, the deep shade of the road on the right hand side looks like it came out close to the light values on the transparency.
Fuji GX680 bellows camera
Fujinon 100/4
Kodak Ektar film
So peaceful and tranquil, makes you wish for a canoe for a float trip. Well done.
A scene to match the sentiments you expressed! Beautiful and moving.
Thank you OldTimer, RichardTaylor, and cwilson341.
The original transparency from that big bellows camera is really nice.
And yes, OldTimer - you can canoe about 18 miles of the river, with a few perhaps Class 2+ rapids, nothing scary. The nice thing about canoeing (or rafting), is that you can pull up in so many places and plunge into the rain forest milleu along the riparian flats and benches along the river. So, you get the "open" river, and you can get the deep forest and jungle-like growth of Vine Maple and Spruce climax forest just about anytime you feel like stretching your legs.
Beautiful. Thanks for the image and the background story.
Mike
Larry,
That is a superbly captured beautiful...and evanescent scene...and your commentary gives me the opportunity of experiencing that site, at that transient moment ..through the lens of your personal experience and sensitivities...
a moving experience skillfully provided.
Many thanks for this combination of your special efforts.
Dave
That's a beautiful image.
Thank you all. I appreciate the feedback.
With Larry’s permission...in fact his urging, I am glad to post a 3D conversion of ”Clearing Mist - Quinault River”
any C&C of the 3D conversion of this beautiful image are welcomed.
Note that this image is not to be copied, moved to another site, manipulated in any manner, nor re-posted without my permission and Larry’s permission
Dave
Laurence68 wrote:
Quinault River bridge. I had been motoring at about 5mph down the south shore road, enjoying the earliest days of Fall, as well as the elk browsing the flats.
Memories were streaming through my head, as this valley holds security and tranquility from my earliest years of life - and still holds and cherises those memories into my current 7th decade of life. I stopped to look at some nice Sword Ferns, and looked downriver to see the fog lifting enough to get a view of the bridge, the line of trees, and the Howe Creek hillside.
The "flash" of a memory from my teenage years came to me, fishing for steelhead from this very spot with my grandfather. Funny how a memory will make your stomach sort of jump, and a knot form in your throat, and a slight tear will come to your eye. Not a sad tear by any means at all - more a tear of simple emotion that has nothing to do with sadness or happiness.
And the strongest permeation of memory of all - is simply the perfectly soft, pure, oxygenated, cold steel smell of the river valley itself, as I threw a stocking cap on my head and set up the cam and tripod on the rocks near the side of the road, and watched the sun start to burn through the mist.
I don't know why, but the river water in this image has too much "green" cast on UHH. The original on my calibrated monitor is spot-on for color gamut, and the river is more of its normal aquamarine hue. However, the deep shade of the road on the right hand side looks like it came out close to the light values on the transparency.
Fuji GX680 bellows camera
Fujinon 100/4
Kodak Ektar film
Quinault River bridge. I had been motoring at abou... (
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I love the story behind the shot; but the shot itself is very nice. I might even venture over to ebay and check out the Fugi Gx 680. Lately I feel like.... if it uses film, I'm interested.
erich
ebrunner wrote:
I love the story behind the shot; but the shot itself is very nice. I might even venture over to ebay and check out the Fugi Gx 680. Lately I feel like.... if it uses film, I'm interested.
erich
It's a beast, but one of those "beautiful" beasts.
Laurence,
The backstory is fabulous.
That is a very good image. Good composition and exposure is spot on. I experience it as a vary calming image.
And taken on Ektar film! I have recently discovered Ektar 100 (35mm) and I love the color and grain. Pros naturally are going to go full digital because everything about digital is faster. And time is money. But for the pure art.. film is unique in it’s canvas.
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