Tag: weather

  • Beauty in the Forest

    The sight and sounds of water cascading in a creek strewn with rocks provides a pleasant respite while hiking in the Smoky Mountains. Seen here, Thunderhead Prong located along Middle Prong Trail. Prints available.


  • Black and White

    Photo One This is the Savage Gulf State Natural Area, located on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee – prints available.

    Photo Two This is an old wooden barn photographed while visiting Cades Cove in the Smoky Mountains – prints available.


  • Watching the Water

    Watching the Water

    …and, watching my step! This photograph was taken while standing on a rock in the middle of Thunderhead Prong, in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. I was able to access this spot due to seasonally low levels of water. You can also enjoy this mossy mountain landscape, on a print in your home or office, when you visit my galleries at Pixels, Redbubble and/or ArtPal. Select from several print options available. Thanks very much!


  • Forest Bridge

    Prints and more available in my galleries at Pixels and Redbubble.

    This photograph features a footbridge in the distance, marking the trailhead to Middle Prong Trail, located in the Tremont section of the Smoky Mountains.


  • Fog in the Valley

    Fog in the Valley

    Based on a morning photograph I shot from the foothills in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee, this stylized digital painting with texture is available on a variety of products in my galleries, and would look especially nice on a wall in your home! See more here: Pixels, Redbubble, Society 6, ArtPal.


  • Water and Moss

    Make that water and moss, and rocks. And slippery. And beautiful, too. And, also available on prints and more in my galleries at Pixels and ArtPal.

    Check it out…


  • Black and White

    This black and white photograph features Thunderhead Prong, located in the Tremont section of the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee. You can find many great prints when you visit these galleries: Pixels, ArtPal and ArtFlakes. Thanks for stopping by!


  • Winter Wonderland

    Winter Wonderland

    Enjoy this whimsical winter graphic artwork, featuring rolling hillsides with pine trees, falling snowflakes and a bright, glowing full moon. You can visit my shops to discover some really cool gift-giving ideas, too –

    Hope to see you soon!


  • Way of Water

    Way of Water

    With gravity as its guide, impediments such as rocks in the way of water are soon surpassed. This autumn scene features Thunderhead Prong, captured at an interval of low-water, and is available on prints for your home or office. Simply visit my galleries at Pixels and/or ArtPal to select the best suited accent piece.


  • Return to Winter

    Return to Winter

    ‘Tis the Season

    Despite the cold weather and an imposition upon our outdoor activities, a fresh blanket of snow is a beautiful sight. Seen here, a snow-covered forest along the Huron River, in Ann Arbor, Michigan, at Bandemer Park. To see prints and more, visit these galleries:


  • Thunderhead Prong

    After wading through knee-deep water near the bank, I’m standing in a shallow section of Thunderhead Prong to capture this landscape scene. You can observe this area more closely, too – from the comfort of your own living spaces – when you purchase one of several print options available in my gallery. So, make sure to stop by and say hello when you’re in the neighborhood!


  • Design Samples – Vol. 19

    Miscellaneous Collection

    You can see more when visiting my gallery at Fine Art America


  • Moss on the Water

    Moss on the Water

    You can find prints available in my gallery. This is Thunderhead Prong, located in the Tremont section of the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. It would look wonderful in a frame on an empty wall…in your home?


  • Thunderhead Prong

    Thunderhead Prong

    A very rocky and mossy waterway located in the Tremont section of the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee, this is the scenic Thunderhead Prong. It’s a wonderful area to hike, and chances are that you won’t see another soul for the duration of your visit to the forest. Peaceful.

    You can visit my gallery to find a great print for your home, office, or to simply give as a gift to family and/or friends. Several varieties are available, so stop by to have a look around and see what you can find.


  • Story: Wave Runners

    Everyone has a story of something they did once upon a time, which, in retrospect, was probably not a good idea. This is one such tale.

    Flashback to the 1990’s. At that time, I was splitting an apartment in Grand Rapids, Michigan, with a friend named Ralph, who also enjoyed outdoor challenges. As such, every now and then, when the weather turned foul, we’d telephone a wave report recording, which detailed conditions present on Lake Michigan.

    One stormy summer day, this report cited waves near Holland, Michigan, as high as 8-12 feet, including a stern recommendation to avoid coastal areas. Well, that was exactly what we were hoping to hear, and so quickly jumped into the car on a road trip to the south pier, demarcating the channel between Lake Michigan and Lake Macatawa. Thirty minutes later, we parked and continued our trek on foot through strong winds and rain, toward the pier.

    This was a big storm, as whitecap waves crashed up and down the beach, surging far inland along the coastline. As we approached, it became apparent that roughly 20% of the pier was engulfed in waves at any given moment. This observation should’ve served as an omen not to proceed…

    However, after an extensive discussion it was decided that, though obviously dangerous, our individual attributes of bravery, keen sense of observation and quick reactions, respectively, were sufficient to undertake the challenge: which was, to see who could traverse farthest along the pier?

    Note: digital cameras didn’t exist on the market at that time, but I’ve included a few photographs taken many years later, which show the coastal landscape and piers:

    Relative to the second image – which is actually an aspect of the other pier, to the north – the storm we faced was significantly stronger and with much larger waves. In point of fact, unlike the common and predictably wind-driven pattern of waves rolling in uniform rows, what we encountered was less organized and wild, with waves crashing from both the front and side directions.

    Painted blue, bollards were positioned along the length of each pier. Were the situation to present itself where either one of us was unable to elude an oncoming wave, my friend suggested that the best course of action was to drop down onto the pier and secure oneself by clutching on to a bollard for safety.

    And so began the challenge.

    This endeavor was as difficult as it was foolish, as waves broke across the pier at essentially random intervals, all the time of which my eyes were glued on the water. Movement entailed both quick footsteps and brief sprints, scrambling on the concrete both forward and backwards in order to safely create space between potentially hazardous waves. It was a major adrenaline rush, to say the least.

    I’d estimate that I was approximately 50-60% of the way out on the pier when it happened. I glanced back to check on my friend, only to see Ralph hunkered down and clinging for dear life to a bollard…as he was swept away by a huge wave, washing him over the other side of the pier toward the channel, down into the rocks.

    I immediately moved back toward where he was, all the while watching over my shoulder to remain cognizant of approaching waves. From a distance of 15-feet away, I spotted Ralph among the rocks with only his head visible above water, and without a stronghold for safety. Glancing back once more, I then saw him suddenly disappear into a trough of shifting waters, sinking an estimated 5-feet among the rocks and vanishing, out of sight. There was nothing I could do to help him.

    Then, only seconds later, the water crested, lifting Ralph up and out of that den of death, tossing him like driftwood on to the rocks, where he latched-on and was able to dash up the incline to the top of the pier.

    We hightailed it back to shore as quickly as possible, never again to challenge such a storm as was experienced on that day.