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During our week in Utah, breaks in the snow were infrequent; breaks in the clouds were even more rare. When they did happen I broke out my camera to feast on the views. The structure in this photo is a chicken coop. The town was Kaysville.
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The Great Salt Lake (in the distance) from a Fruit Heights neighborhood… The “mountain” in the lake is Antelope Island State Park.
There weren’t many blue skies while we were in Utah, but here was one of those few moments.
I went for a walk yesterday on Ridge Road and took a number of photos from there which I will share with you in the coming weeks. This one is of Mt. Ashland before its first real snow of the season. Now that I think of it, this may be the first picture of Mt. Ashland I’ve posted here. I’ll have to get on the ball and make up for lost time.
As each day gets a little darker and colder than the last this time of year it is fun to dip into the archives and remember what it’s like to go fishing in the nearby Rogue River in August.
I took this picture with a cruddy little camera out an airplane window a few years back at about 7 a.m. I was on my way to Mexico. Ashland is right below me. I had just taken off from the Medford airport and was heading south. The tracks my flight were making can be seen most mornings in Ashland. The higher mountain sticking through the clouds is Mt. McLaughlin, a mountain I climbed the prior fall.
A view from Ashland Middle School… This is the track with Grizzly Peak in the background. I took this picture on the way in to see a volleyball game. On the way out I took basically the same shot. The other photograph looks very different, however, as the sun was setting, the clouds were mostly gone, and the lighting and colors were all changed. I’ll post that picture sometime in the future.
I woke up and looked out my window last week to the above view. After snapping this picture I hopped in the shower. When I got out of the shower the fog had risen another few hundred feet and nothing could be seen, but fog, until several hours later.
After a number of warm days in a row, this was the sunrise on the last of those warm days, about 24 hours before the rain hit and the temperatures turned much colder.
