Category Archives: Travel/Outdoors

Gone To The Dogs in Jackson Hole

Takoda was cooped up. Literally. We took him on our roadtrip to Jackson Hole this week thinking we could keep him in his crate in the car in the parking garage while we skied. It was no different than at home when we go out and his Petmate crate is ginormous.

The garage is heated and we regularly checked on him. I would have brought him into the hotel if The White Buffalo Club allowed dogs. Not even close. I had to initial a statement that if evidence of a dog were found, I’d be charged $1000! That bit of info wasn’t on their website before we planned the trip so good thing we had free garage parking to shelter him from the sub-zero cold outside.

They really don’t like dogs here. As gorgeous as the rooms are, the front desk dude gives me this weird look every time I pass to go out to the dog. What? I want to snip.

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The gals in my ski school clinic told me about a nearby dog park when I asked and I beelined for it as soon as I returned to town. Sophie’s Place off Scott Lane is one of the nicest dog parks I’ve ever been to.  The lot is huge and live trees dot the center. I bet the benches underneath them are shaded in the summer when those trees have leaves.

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There are rock features, a mini stage and a touching memorial tree where owners can hang tiny lanterns or their dogs’ tags to honor their beloved pets that’ve passed. Tears welled up in my eyes as I gently tickled the tags with my fingers. Channeling the pain of loss they must have felt as they hung these.

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Takoda was in doggy heaven; bounding with the other dogs who came for their daily workout. There are even two smaller attached pens where shy or passive dogs can play without being molested by bigger pooches.

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Sophie’s isn’t lit so, as dusk set, we left the park. That’s when I noticed the bad news. Sophie’s is being displaced for a community housing project. They will supposedly be in a new location by 2014 but I can’t imagine any place being as nice as this one. The Pet Advocacy and Wellness Support group of Jackson (PAWS) created the park and they are asking for donations to help build the new one. If you have a dog and visit this Jackson park I hope you’ll consider offering your support!

Outdoor Photography Like the Pros

“Stop it!” I want to shout inside my head. Everywhere I look is a photo opp. It’s one thing when everything I see is a potential story. But when thoughts become images there’s no room for anything else. Like how photos take up more space than documents on your harddrive? Plus, I’m usually driving. If I pulled off every two minutes I’d never get where I wanted to go. But I can’t turn it off.


 

I spent two days straight during the HERA Climb for Life with pro photo dudes Jay Kinghorn and Jeremiah (Miah) Watt and a small gaggle of outdoors folk who – in a nutshell- wanted to take better pictures. Some had point and shoots, some borrowed gear and looked like they were part of Time Magazine’s staff. All cared about lessons.


Tip #1- Move. The better players are the ones who go after the shot not the ones who wait for the shot to come to them. That’s why I suck at tennis.

I’m lazy. We shot the sunrise off Guardsman Pass at 7 a.m. Saturday morning. That meant waking at 5:30 a.m. Ouch. While everyone else was tromping around the steep hill side. I planted my feet and extended and retracted my zoom lens. I’d rather shoot a sunset. I guess it showed. We all met back at Black Diamond Equipment (basecamp for the Climb4Life), where BD’s photo editor Sandra Salvas critiqued our images. One of the first things she said was, “Don’t be afraid to move. Get in close, get low, step far away and shoot wide.” Don’t just stand in the middle ground.


 

Sandra had worked for Forbes Life Mountain Time, Warren Miller, and SKI Magazine before she moved to Park City to work for BD. Here she’s an editor, stylist, director, photographer
for marketing materials, tradeshows, catalogs, the website, visual merchandising, and advertising campaigns.
Her advice? Be present and be aware of what’s going on around you. She did a live edit of Miah’s photos so we could see why she likes or doesn’t like a picture. Then she walked around and spoke to us individually about what she liked and what might help make our photos better.

I’m not a photographer and never professed to be one. Ever since Ryan told me I danced like Elaine from Seinfeld, I’ve been overly self-conscious about dancing in public. Ever since Lisa threw my photos under the bus in front of a crowded room of photographers at an OWAA conference last year- making all of them laugh at my expense- I’ve doubted my abilities. I’m super competitive and my hardest critic. But if I don’t know what I’m doing wrong and how to get where I want to be, I tend to stop trusting my instincts.


My images do get published because they tell a better story to my story than stock images. So it pays to know what I’m doing behind a lens. The outdoor photography component of the 11-year Climb For Life is part of a growing trend to include photography workshops whenever possible. Not everyone wants to be the action, they’d rather shoot it. And everyone has a chance at greatness with modern camera technology. As much as I wanted to climb, I knew I couldn’t miss this opportunity to learn from those who not only rock their fields but know how to get more out of you without destroying your drive.

When I brought back my first batch images from Day 1, Jay, Sandra and Miah all asked what do I like; which pictures are my favorites. I didn’t know anymore after the OWAA roast.

Tip #2 – When you shoot a sunrise put less land in your frame to get the right color/exposure/light. But avoid too much sky unless it’s spectacular.

Tip #3 – Rule of thirds. Always. Don’t put your subject smack in the middle of your frame. It’s boring. If you have to, crop.


 

Tip #4 – Shoot in layers. If you use a high aperture (That ‘f’ in your display) you can put more in focus.


Jay brought up a Sam Abell’s Branding photograph. The image is a quintessential example of composition and layering. The more layers you have in your photos the better. Try to have at least three points to make. And with that we had lunch and headed out to shoot bouldering and portraits.

 

Tip #5 – When shooting bouldering try not to remove the ground. It gives perspective.




Tip #6 – Know where your subject is going to be; anticipate. Have your model do the route a few times so you know the moves ahead of time.


Tip #7 – Find inspiration; something that gets you psyched.

Justin scrambled up and down the boulders at 5-Mile in Little Cottonwood Canyon for our benefit. Miah coached us individually to set up the ‘perfect’ shot but I wasn’t feeling it. There just seemed to be so much dirty stuff in the way. Not to mention that I’m not a huge fan of bouldering. We crossed the highway and headed down to the creek for our portraits where I found more passion. Jay discussed lighting. At midday, it was harsh. The shadows did no one any favors so we tried reflectors (we used white boards to bounce light from the sun back at our subject) and shaded areas.


Tip #8 – Backlight is your friend.

At just the right angle (and without using your flash) you can get both a ring of light and still see your subject. Try a variety of angles and don’t give up.


 

Tip #9 – Be comfortable with your camera and make your model comfortable.

I got Jay laughing when I pretended to be a French fashion photographer and told him to “make luv to ze camera.”


Give your subject tons of feedback. Let them know what they can do to help you take a better pic. Chat with them, explain to them what you are doing.

Tip #10 – Don’t keep looking at the back of the camera. You may miss ‘the’ shot. Make sure you are there and present.

 

DAY 2

The next day we rose slightly later, whew, leisurely conferenced over coffee and bagels from Einstein’s and carpooled back to the 5-mile pullout. Today, we delved into macro photography.


To get water to look like a veil, slow down your exposure (test 1/30 or 1/60 of a second) and have a steady hand or tripod.



Tip #11 – Be conscientious about little things poking into your photo from the sides. Also the ‘hotness of the background can take away your focus. I.e. watch out for sun flares in the corners of your image.


We rallied back at BD for the final individual critique and a little slideshow of our work. I can’t believe that I actually saw improvement in everyone’s pictures. Even mine.

I now realize that Lisa was abusive. Her attempt to be funny without ever explaining why a picture ‘fails’ (in her mind) would only stifle someone’s desire. It helped nothing. To be fair, she didn’t know those pictures were mine. It was part of a photo scavenger hunt contest. But what I’ve learned after this weekend is that everyone has potential and everyone can improve with feedback that emphasizes the good and points out what could be better. Take lessons from someone who can nurture as well as teach. It’s not about who’s better but being your best. Everything you see is one click away from being a compelling photograph. Read all about the type of images you want to take, bust out the camera and start snapping away. And make sure you sign up for clinics like the one during HERA.

Farms, Food and Fun at the State Fair

Photos by Ryan Freitas and Jill Adler

Ryan can be a drag sometimes. Just because I didn’t grow up in Oklahoma, swinging to country, milking cows, dating my cousins and cruising Wallyworld, doesn’t mean I can’t love a good ol’ state fair. Maybe my affinity for fairs comes from being deprived as a child.

In Cali, the Los Angeles County Fair was so far from my home that we probably would have had to get a hotel or something. Or maybe my parents were ‘above’ the riffraff. Whatever the reason, my first state fair experience was here in Utah. Too bad Ryan couldn’t get past himself to take it all in- the fried food, the as-seen-on-TV demonstrations, the rickety rides that defy death, the carny games, 4H kids and gigantic pigs. I loved Charlotte’s Web, and I love the Utah State Fair.

Our fair is steeped in history and tradition. The Deseret Agricultural and Manufacturing Society organized the first fair in 1856; less than 10 years after the first Mormons settled in the Salt Lake Valley. It was called the “Deseret Fair” back then and was held downtown, across from where they would build the LDS Temple. It was a way for the locals to see what was new in farming and manufacturing because they were so isolated out West. Farm products and handicrafts were on display, with cash or ‘diplomas’ awarded for things like “best cow” and “good penmanship”. Brigham Young himself won first prize for “best celery exhibit”. There was a huge connection between Church and fair when the fair first began. Today, not so much.

Ryan griped from the moment he stepped onto the dirt off of 1000 West and 200 North. The temperature was hot but the beers were cold and he grabbed one before you could say funnel cake.

Unlike this weekend’s Health Fair at the U of U, there were plenty of ways to get out of the heat at the fair. You could walk among the barnyard animals in the warehouses, and stock rooms…

Check out the science exhibits, blue ribbon cakes, breads, embroideries and costumes in the perimeter buildings….

Or you could inch down the aisles of jewelry, gadgets, gizmos and floor cleaners in stop-and-go foot traffic the way you shop Ikea on a Saturday afternoon. And no fair experience is complete without getting bamboozled by a slick-talking snake charmer who convinces you that you’d be spending a lot more for a lot less someplace else. “Of course you can find it less at places like Amazon,” said the silver-tongued distributer. “But you won’t get the lifetime warranty.” Since when? Unless you buy a refurbished unit, the warranty comes with the product no matter where you get it from.

One year it was the ShamWow. This year it was the Jose Eber Curling Iron. How could we resist after the stylist turned Sage into our very own Shirley Temple? “For You, I make you a deal,” he says. “$79 but don’t tell anyone. It’s $159 retail.” We had two smartphones between us and did we think to use them to verify this claim? Hell no. They were so nice to us, he couldn’t be lying. Guess what? Buy.com sells the thing for …$45! Yes, folks, we were robbed. I figure that we paid $45 for the iron, $10 for the HerStyle cream and $35 for the curls. That way my yardsaling ego won’t implode.

One thing you KNOW will cost more than it should are the rides and games. $20, 20 balls, one goldfish.

There are kiddie rides for $2 each or rides for bigger kids for $4. I’d do the ‘Zipper’ all day long if I could. Even Sage raved about it.

Make sure you eat AFTER you ride the rides. I watched one girl puke all over the grass after the Scrambler but thought better of snapping her picture.

There are more food booths and trailers than there are exhibits at the Fair. The “Deep Fry Guy” has been wheeling himself out to the Fair since 2005; dunking everything from PB&Js to Oreos and Jell-O into his fryer. But he’s not the only one capitalizing on American obesity. Mini donuts, onion blossoms, French fries, Twinkies. Nothing can escape the oil basket.

Ryan and I were able to eat ‘healthy’ at the steak and chicken sandwich barbecue place but Sage begged for a corndog.

As the sun set, we caught the tail end of the high dive before wandering over to the Grandstand for the Jars of Clay concert. Most of the shows start at 7:30 p.m. and are free with your gate admission.


Tonight, however, is one exception. Tickets for teen popstar Victoria Justice are $27. No thanks. I’ll wait for the free Blues Travelers show on Wednesday night. FYI- Lonestar is Tuesday and tickets are $25; Comedian/impressionist Frank Caliendo is Thursday; tickets are $27. On Friday, the Texaco Country Showdown, featuring Eric Paslay, is free as well as Fiesta Mexicana on Saturday. Sunday’s demolition derby is $10.

Ryan still wasn’t sold on the Fair by the end of the night but who cares? Sage and I had a blast. The event may not be for everyone but if you have a thing for carnivals, crowds and Utah culture, don’t miss it.


The Utah State Fair runs through next Sunday. Tickets are $10 at the gate with parking $6 but there are discounts available.


Time. To Walk, To Think, To Explore.

To savor a scoop of locally made huckleberry cheesecake ice cream, to scramble down a rocky path for a closer look at an island of sea lions or inspect a starfish, to try pancakes at the Pancake Mill, to detour through “Old Town” Bandon, to inspect the handiwork of a chainsaw carver. Ryan would say “no” on any other roadtrip but this week we’re taking it all in. Wow what a unique experience. To take the time to see and do everything we want. And when the week is over, where ever we wind up, we’ll exit east for Salt Lake City, home.

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This guy made the coolest saw stools and benches outside Bandon.

No question. We were heading for a view in Port Orford.

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Heading to Gold Beach. The coastline has been cloudy and overcast all morning. Typical Oregon, they say.

The Bugs Are Biting

I was molested last night. We crossed from Nevada into Oregon as night draped the horizon. Like on some stage cue, the mosquitos decorated our windshield with a sound similar to raindrops. And Takoda shifted in his crate. He wanted out. I begged Ryan to take him. My allergies had flared and if anyone is going to be like honey to bees it’s me to skeeters. Those damn f*&kers love munching on me. But Ryan refused. He’s your dog, was the attitude.

By the time I desperately scrambled back into the car I had three bites on my back, two on each arm, one on my forehead and (somehow) one on my knee. Notice I’m wearing pants. Our quickie dinner at the Pizza Villa in Lakeview put us back on the road at 11 p.m. The patty melt was just ok but the owner was a hoot. He stood at our table reveling in stories about Kentucky, Jackson Hole (his grandfather owned that barn you see in all the photos of the Tetons), riding motorcycles, retiring from the logging industry in Lakeview to open this restaurant.

We checked into America’s Best Inns and Suites in Klamath Falls at 1 a.m.

The small bathroom was clean, the king bed incredibly inviting at this point and a pleasant surprise for Ryan for $54. I showered off all the allergens (I was sneezing my head off from the minute we hit Oregon and here I thought my allergies would dissipate after leaving Utah!) and crawled into bed. Sage and Ryan were already sound asleep.

After a huge breakfast at Starvn Marvn’s, some mappin’ and shoppin’ for Cutter Bugspray, we headed for Crater Lake National Park and Takoda’s first taste of snow. I bet folks in Utah would appreciate the chilly 52 degrees about now. We walked around but chose not to hike after missing the trailhead. Onward, always onward.

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