Floris van Breugel on September 25th, 2016

(1) 2017 Calendars… are coming! I’m working on bring the large size back!

(2) Instagram… I’m going to try sharing images there. Find me: floris_van_breugel!

(3) I apologize for the lack of adventurous posts lately. I have spent much of my photographic time and energy the past two summers on a research and photography project studying the alkali flies of Mono Lake. When everything is ready, I’ll have something fun to share!

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Now on to the main story. Aubrey and I had a few days to explore the Sierra, and we decided to go against our natural inclination and spend a few days at Thousand Island Lake, known to the backcountry rangers as “Thousand Tent Lake”. Ordinarily, we would avoid such busy places, but it is a beautiful lake, and neither of us had seen it except in winter.

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Backpacking over Garnet Lake

Aubrey hikes with an impressive view of Garnet Lake and Banner Peak.

After encountering many hikers and backpackers on our way in, we didn’t see a single person for the two nights we camped near the lake. It turns out, if you get away from the crowds, you can find peace and quiet even in these most popular backcountry places.

Autumn has started in the high Sierra. Bilberry shrublets are turning crimson, and the aspen are taking on some golden colors. Finally, a respite from the heat of summer is within sight (but still a good couple of weeks away here in Pasadena).

Banner Peak, Thousand Island Lake, Sierra Nevada

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Bilberry bushes are the first to turn color as autumn descends on the Sierra Nevada. Banner Peak rises in the distance above Thousand Island lake, a popular backpacking destination.

Banner Peak, Thousand Island Lake, Sierra Nevada

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Sunrise over Banner Peak and Thousand Island lake in California's Sierra Nevada / Ansel Adams Wilderness. Later that day the first snow came to the mountains.

Because this was a quick 2-night backpacking trip, we decided to keep things interesting by bringing a packraft (acquired for my Mono Lake studies) and a fly fishing pole. Aubrey has had that pole for about 15 years, and this trip was it’s first serious debut. As it turns out, fly fishing is a nice compliment to photography – both happen during the “golden hour”, typically in beautiful and quiet places.

Unfortunately, the first two days of the trip were quite windy, which makes paddling and casting difficult. The second morning, however, there were a few still moments (before the first snow storm of the season rolled through). After diligently reading the Curtis Creek Manifesto on fly fishing, Aubrey spent some time practicing her overhead casts on the lake. No fish were interested, but the setting was lovely.

Fly Fishing, Thousand Island Lake, Sierra Nevada

Sierra Fly Fishing

Aubrey casts over the glassy waters of Thousand Island Lake, with a view of Banner Peak, in California's Ansel Adams Wilderness in the Sierra Nevada backcountry.

Morning Coffee

Making our hot morning cup o' joe, with a view of Banner Peak.

Upon arriving at Garnet Lake, and seeing the calm waters, I quickly inflated my boat to go for a paddle. It’s a truly relaxing experience to float among the granite islands, covered in tiny trees, where few people ever go – it’s a bit cold for a swim, and most people don’t bother carrying boats into the backcountry.

Sierra Packrafting

Me floating in Garnet Lake on my packraft. Photo by Aubrey.

Packrafting the Sierra Lakes

The view from my packraft in Garnet Lake.

On our hike out, the trail meandered along a nice stream with the occasional quiet pool. I said to Aubrey, “I bet there’s a fish in one of these pools.” We started looking, and sure enough, we spotted some trout. This is where fly fishing is really done, not those big windy lakes! We stopped, and after a few casts, Aubrey caught her first fish (on a fly rod)! She let it go, and maybe it has now learned to avoid out of season caddis flies (which is the pattern she used).

Fly Fishing the Sierra

Aubrey fishing in a small Sierra stream. 

Fly Caught Trout

Trout caught by Aubrey in a small Sierra Stream.

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Floris van Breugel on July 4th, 2016

In our backyard in Pasadena we have a huge Agave americana, also known as the century plant, which decided this year to put out it’s one and only bloom. The agave is native to very arid environments in Mexico and the southern US, and it has evolved to spend 10-30 years (no, not a full century) accumulating water and building sugar stores until it has enough energy to produce a single, final and grandiose, flowering stalk that can be over 30 feet tall. About 6 months ago I shared the below abstract image of it’s handsome leaves. Little did I realize that the leaves were, at the time, full of the water and energy that the plant has now been using to propel it’s 30 foot asparagus like stalk into the air.

Agave, Abstract, California

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The fascinating abstract shapes of an agave acccented by a little late morning sunshine in my yard in Pasadena, California.

If cut down early, the sugary sap can be harvested as aguamiel (“honey water”) and fermented into a sour and yeasty drink called pulque, otherwise all that sugar serves as the reward for pollinators that may come from miles away. By contrast, tequila is made from the sugary sap that collects in the bulbs of the Agave tequilana. Curious to see the flowers of our Agave americana, we let it continue to grow over the course of the past 3 months to it’s current 30+ feet.

Blooming, Century plant, Agave americana

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A blooming century plant (Agave americana) in my backyard, with late evening light. 

Century Plant, Flowering, Agave americana

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This image shows the enormous flowering stock of a Agave americana (sometimes called a century plant) living in my backyard. Stalks like this only flower once, after which that portion of the plant withers and dies away.

Just this past week the flowers finally started blooming, attracting what seems like all the neighborhood’s hummingbirds – at times there were 8 or more birds buzzing around the flowers. They appear to spend as much time chasing one another away as they do drinking nectar, making me wonder how energy efficient their efforts really are. I didn’t see a single adult male, though, so maybe the young boys still have a thing or two to learn about sharing and energy efficiency. The patio below the flowering stalk is wet and sticky with nectar droplets, so there must be plenty of sugary treats to go around. If the flowers weren’t so high off the ground and protected by a 6 foot diameter array of lance-like leaves I’d be able to tell you exactly how delicious that liquid is!

Rufous Hummingbird, Century Plant, Agave americana

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A young Rufous Hummingbird feeding from the prolific blooms from this flowering century plant (Agave americana).

Two Rufous Hummingbirds go at it among the flowers!

Two Rufous Hummingbirds go at it among the flowers!

The fights get pretty serious (no one was actually harmed, though).

The fights get pretty serious (no one was actually harmed, though).

After the flowers are pollinated–and judging by the numbers of pollinators, they will all be pollinated–the flowers will form seed capsules to start the next generation. Some of these capsules, and in other species nearly all of them, will actually develop into tiny agave “plantlets” or “bulbils” while still on the stalk. When the stalk dries out and falls to the ground with a large crash the little plantlets will be scattered, starting new agave colonies. Although each plant only flowers once, it also continuously produces tens of “suckers,” allowing it to spread laterally.

Desert Agave, Anza-Borrego State Park, California Desert

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A large and healthy desert agave in California's Anza-Borrego Desert State Park.

Our plant managed to weave its way between two power lines (which I’ve had to work around with my compositional choices), so unfortunately we won’t be able to watch it for much longer without worrying about the consequences of it falling over.

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Floris van Breugel on June 4th, 2016

Last weekend Aubrey, my father, and I spent a few days exploring the Inyo Mountains. Inyo county, the second largest county in California (just behind neighboring San Bernardino County), is home to the lowest and highest points in the contiguous US (Badwater, -279′; and Mt Whitney, 14,505′). Between those two famous points are the Panamint, and the Inyo Ranges. Now that the gold and silver prospectors of yesteryear seem to have given up their dreams of riches, both areas tend to receive little attention. Although most of their mining claims were flops, mining of silver, lead, zinc, copper, gold, tungsten, talc, borax and soda in Inyo county did bring in over $150 million. That number is not inflation adjusted, and much of the mining happened between WWI and WWII – 1918 alone brought in over $5 million: almost $80 million in todays dollars. It’s probably safe to say that the region has brought in over $1 billion in todays value.

The real tangible value of all that mineral exploitation for people like me and you, however, is access. There are over 2,200 miles of roads in the Inyo Range alone, in a large part thanks to those intrepid prospectors. Here you can find corners of solitude far away from anyone else as you bask in the afternoon sunshine and watch thunderstorms develop over the Sierra.

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Breakfast is Served

Bacon and Eggs, Eastern Sierra style. (photo by Aubrey)

Inyo Camp

My dad, working on dinner at our camp in the Inyo Mountains, with a spectacular view of the Sierra Nevada.

Sierra Storm, Inyo Mountains, Black and White

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Late afternoon sun shines through a clearing storm over the Sierra Nevada, seen from the Inyo Mountains on the other side of Owens Valley, CA.

Me, and the Lizard

(S)He scampered off before I could go in for a kiss. (photo by Aubrey)

Hot House Dining

Me, my dad, and Aubrey, hanging out in our 'hot house' - a custom designed and built portable heated structure.

Our first destination was an abandoned tungsten/gold/silver mine. It quickly became clear to us, as has been published previously, that the effort of building the road that gains 3-4,000 feet from the valley floor far exceeded any rewards reaped from the minerals. We’d hoped to find some fluorescent minerals with our ultraviolet lamps, but were a little disappointed (largely a result of the miner’s own disappointment). Still, we found a few nice specimens and loaded them into an abandoned bulldozer.

Mine, Fluorescent Rocks, Inyo Mountains

The Miner

My father poses in an abandoned bulldozer at an old tungsten mine in the Inyo Mountains. The colorful rocks in the bulldozer are fluorescent minerals, illuminated with a ultraviolet light.

Next, we travelled north, exploring the endless sage brush valleys, and hill tops populated with juniper trees and pinyon pines. Back in the day, this area provided the native people with an important source of food in the fall: pinyon pine nuts. I haven’t yet had the chance to try one, but we might go back in the fall to collect a few – I hear they are remarkably tasty!

Photographing Photographers

It's the anti-selfie. So meta. (photo by Aubrey)

Juniper Tree, Inyo Mountains, Sierra Nevada

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This old Juniper has enjoyed this spectacular view of the Sierra and Owens valley for its entire lifetime. I feel fortunate to have shared the experience for an afternoon.

Inyo Mountains, Sierra Nevada, Sage and Pinyon

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A veritable paradise in the Inyo Mountains: sagebrush valleys, rocky outcroppings, pinyon pines, juniper trees, and commanding views of the Sierra Nevada.

Inyo Mountains, Sierra, Valley

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A peaceful morning among granite boulders in a sage scented valley with ancient juniper and pinyon pines, with views of the snowy Sierra in the distance. 

Lupine Petals, Spring, Summer

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These fallen lupine petals made me think of crying spring flowers, giving in to the summer heat.

Jeu de Boules

Playing a game of Jeu de Boules - a french game involving tossing 1-2 lb metal balls at a target. And a glass of Pastis, which we were missing, hence our bad aim. (photo by Aubrey)


Bonus – A few scenes from Moab, UT



Last month I had the pleasure of being a speaker and workshop leader at the annual Moab Photo Symposium. While most of my time there was spent socializing with good friends and teaching a fantastic group of photographers, I did squeeze in a few images I thought I would take this opportunity to share.

Wild Zen Garden, Moab, Utah

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The last rays of sunshine illuminate the sandstone landscape, dotted with bonsai like juniper trees. I found this scene near Moab, UT; Castleton Tower can be seen in the distance.

Fisher Towers, Moab, Utah

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The last rays of sunshine illuminate the tall mudstone fortress of the Fisher Towers, near Moab, UT.

Campfire, Golden Cottonwood, Colorado Plateau

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The glow from a campfire illuminates an elegant cottonwood tree on the Colorado Plateau.

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Floris van Breugel on April 30th, 2016

Type II fun: A horrible experience while you’re doing it, but rewarding after the fact. Examples include: mountaineering, bushwhacking, extended winter trips, etc.

A few weeks ago, in the last week or so of March, Aubrey and I completed a week long ski tour from Mammoth Mountain to Tuolumne Meadows, roughly following the PCT / JMT, and out over Tioga Pass.

Our route, from Mammoth Lakes to Tuolumne Meadows, and out to Lee Vining.

Our route, from Mammoth Lakes to Tuolumne Meadows, and out to Lee Vining.

Our adventure actually started 5 months before that, though, when we cached about 50,000 calories worth of food at Tuolumne Meadows Campground before the road closed for the winter. For decades, adventurous souls have (illegally) stashed food caches in Yosemite National Park in the fall so they wouldn’t have to carry it in come winter. Animals started figuring it out, and you can imagine the disastrous results. So, in the 1990’s, rather than crack down on people, the Park Service decided to provide a safe and legal place to cache food. We took advantage of this option and brought two buckets of food to Tuolumne Meadows and dropped them off in the dank, mildewy, metal food closet.

At the time, our plan was to ski in over Tioga Pass, spend some time in Tuolumne Meadows, and ski out to the Yosemite Valley. But, our plans changed – we decided to take on a more adventurous route, which would require less of a car shuttle hassle afterwards. We started out at the Mammoth Main Lodge – the ski area – and cruised past the downhillers while wearing our massive 60+ lb packs. We got some strange looks.. people wondered if we were going camping for a night. We chuckled, and replied, “yes, many nights!”

It’s not easy going from sea level, and being mostly sedentary (though we’d made an honest effort to get into shape), to ski touring at 9,000 feet with a heavy pack. It really didn’t help that aside from a day-trip or two this winter, the last time either of us had been skiing was 2-3 years ago! I don’t want to give the wrong impression, we’ve done a fair bit of winter camping and touring: a two-night trip in Garibaldi Provincial Park, two nights in the Tatoosh Range, and a night at Mt Seymour, and we experienced a fair bit of snow in Gates of the Arctic on our two week trip there. But this trip was a whole new level: 50 or so miles of skiing. If something were to break, or weather were to move in, it would be a significant challenge.

This sort of trip takes quite a bit of organization and preparation: food planning, route planning, emergency gear, weather watching, etc. We figured that sometime in March, we would get our opportunity. The first two weeks brought big storms with several feet of fresh snow, but by the beginning of the third week, the weather had improved. We gave the snow 2-3 days to settle, and then got underway.

Me, still feeling great, at Minaret Summit (day 1, hour 2).

Towards the late afternoon we were beat, having only gone a few miles. We set up camp, anchoring our Megalight in the snow with our snow bag anchors, only to spend an hour the following morning hacking them out of the concrete-like ice! This was the start of a truly trying day. We stopped for a water break, and somehow a nalgene slid away on the ice, smacking into a tree 40 feet away.. cracking into 3 pieces. I thought Nalgenes were supposed to be indestructible? I remember launching one (full of water) with a catapult in high school and it survived hitting the concrete after falling 100 feet! Must be the lack of BPA these days. We could have probably fixed it with gear tape and epoxy, but didn’t think it was worth the materials and time.

I always thought Nalgenes were just about indestructible.. but apparently not.. not even close.

Later that morning our route traversed a steep and icy section, which we were glad to finally have put behind us when we discovered that we had managed to lose our sunscreen – probably forgetting to stow it away after the Nalgene incident. Losing your sunscreen on day 2 of a week long trip is never good. But when it’s a week long trip at 10,000 feet in the snow, with blinding sun, it’s downright dangerous. We couldn’t – mentally – go back. The traverse we’d finished was not something we wanted to repeat. We had two options: exit via June Lake (a route we hadn’t researched but knew was an option), or continue on. We did have an option for continuing: cover all exposed skin, except for our cheeks and noses, and liberally apply Badger Butter (zinc oxide) to our faces. In either case we still had a few miles to go, so we decided to put off the decision until the following morning.

Our camp for the second night, near Agnew Pass, with a view of Ritter. This time we used our skis, instead of the snow anchors.

The first two nights we dug out some living space in the megalight. While fun, it was way too much work, and we abandoned that plan for the rest of the trip.

The following morning our mood had improved, and our inReach told us that the weather was still looking good for the next 3 days. So, we lathered up with Badger Butter, and decided to go for it. Although we were “winter camping,” and it was technically still winter (but only 3 days before the spring solstice), daytime temperatures got into the 60’s. Being covered head to toe in black in those conditions is not comfortable, but we endured.

What do you do when you lose your only sunscreen on day 2/8, at 10,000 feet, in the snow, with mostly sunny forecasts.

Aubrey, skiing past Mt Ritter, in the Thousand Island Lake area.

Making some much needed dinner, after a big day.

Route planning for the next day, which took us up and over Donohue Pass.

The next day we were finally getting into the swing of things. We made good time up the gentle approach to Donohue Pass, where we would face our first real unknown: how steep would it be on the other side, and what would the snow be like? While the skiing down into Lyle Canyon wasn’t exactly fun (it never is, when you’re carrying a big pack), it could’ve been far worse. We made it down with only one face plant each! That evening our appetites started to catch up with our activity, and for the first time we made some dessert after dinner: no bake cheesecake with coconut oil.

Aubrey makes her way up Donohue Pass.

Aubrey rips off her skins for the descent down Donohue Pass. Yes, with that Badger Butter we were a frightening sight!

Aubrey, melting some snow for dinner.

The next morning was one of the colder ones, with everything covered in frost. We did our best to pack up quickly; the promise of a warm ski hut lay only 8 miles away.

Aubrey, facing the unpleasant task of putting in contacts in a frosty tent.

Aubrey, skiing through Lyle Canyon.

Any later in the year, and this would have been a regular occurrence, rather than a one-time annoyance.

After a long slog, we finally arrived. At some point that day we realized that it was unlikely that we’d be the only ones at the cabin – it was spring break for many people, after all. And indeed, there were 13 people at the hut when we arrived! They were very welcoming of us, however, and despite there only being 10 beds, they offered to make space for us so that we could spend a night in a warm cabin, instead of our frosty tent.

After spending 5 days away from civilization and other human beings, it was both a relief, and exhausting, to arrive at the Tuolumne Ski hut. At least we were offered some snow-cooled beers!

The next day 7 of the people left, leaving the cabin in a relatively quiet state to Aubrey and I and three other skiers. We went for a little tour, and then relaxed while our quesadillas sizzled on the wood stove.

Some R&R at the Tuolumne Ski Hut.

Drying out ski boots, and making a quesadilla, on the wood stove.

Some fresh snow starts to come down towards the end of the first day of spring.

Later that day some weather rolled in, and overnight we got about 5 inches of fresh, dry, powder. Unfortunately, poor Aubrey had started feeling sick, so wasn’t able to enjoy the fresh snow with new friends and I. We skied up to Elizabeth Lakes and had two marvelous backcountry runs down a couloir and from the saddle of Unicorn Peak – a total of 2,000 feet of bluebird backcountry powder.. in the middle of Yosemite National Park!

Our turns, looking up from Lake Elizabeth.

Bluebird powder day in the middle of Yosemite National Park!

Backcountry Turns, Unicorn Peak, Yosemite National Park

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Fantastic views greeted us at the saddle below Unicorn Peak, with a view of the Cockscomb and Echo Peaks. After taking in the view, we enjoyed 1,000 feet of fresh backcountry turns in powder back down to Elizabeth Lake. 

Yosemite, Snow, Abstract

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Snow pinwheels roll down the slopes after skiing some spectacular lines in Yosemite National Park, CA, making for a nice abstract zen scene.

The next day it was time to go. Our new friends graciously offered us a ride from the gate back to our car in Mammoth, which no doubt saved us a huge hassle of walking to Lee Vining and tracking down the 4-times per week bus that goes from Reno to Mammoth.

Headed up to Tioga Pass.

Lunch on the pass!

After the snow line, we had about 3 miles of walking.. now with very heavy packs.. to get down to the gate.


Concluding thoughts

Unfortunately, thanks to a combination of long travel days, no major rest days, and conditions, etc. I didn’t really have any serious photographic opportunities. Still, experiences such as this are always worth the time and effort.

We learned quite a bit on our trip. And before we forget, we thought it would be wise to put it down in writing. And who knows, maybe a few of you readers can learn from our mistakes.

  • Next time, we won’t do as much distance touring, preferring to spend our time in one or two locations to explore, ski, and of course, photograph.
  • We also learned (or remembered) that it takes about 5 days for your body’s metabolism to ramp up. So although planning for 3,500 calories per day might be a good goal for a winter trip, it’s not until you’ve been out exercising and living in the cold for five days that your body will let you consume and process that much food.
  • Late March in the Sierra isn’t really winter – we didn’t need as much fuel as we brought, and we had a few too many clothing layers.
  • Traversing is a lot of work, next time we’ll do a better job of minimizing traverses.
  • We should research (and bring maps for) alternate exits, just in case.
  • We had a few things we didn’t need to be carrying – mostly too much food.
  • You can find our gear list here (no guarantees as to its comprehensiveness): ski tour gear list


Bonus: Spring in the Alabama Hills

After our trip, we rendezvoused with my parents in the Alabama Hills for a few days. The flowers were out in full force, and, surprisingly, so were the mosquitoes. It was wonderful to relax a little in a place without snow for a few days!

Aubrey, my mom, and I, enjoying the warmth of our "hot house" - it wasn't that cold, but why not be comfortable?!

Aubrey, my mom, and I, enjoying the warmth of our “hot house” – it wasn’t that cold, but why not be comfortable?!

Aubrey and I enjoying a quiet campfire the night before we head back to civilization. Note: always use previously established fire rings.

Granite Boulders, Alabama Hills, California

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Huge granite boulders adorn the spring landscape of the Alabama Hills near Lone Pine, California. In the distance looms Lone Pine Peak, illuminated by the rising sun.

Flowers and Stars, Alabama Hills, California

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Tiny white flowers -- Evening Snow (Linanthus dichotomus) -- open up at twilight, like little stars, as the nearly full moon rises in the east, illuminating the looming Sierra Nevada seen from the Alabama Hills near Lone Pine, CA.

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Floris van Breugel on March 8th, 2016

It’s been all over the news, yes, Death Valley is in bloom! A rare “super bloom” as you have likely heard it called. So, being fortunate enough to live just a few hours away, I made some trips out there to experience it (along with many other SoCal citizens). Yes, it really is quite spectacular. I’ve spent a lot of time in Death Valley, but never have I seen it even remotely so beautiful. What is typically a dry and desolate place is now quite literally carpeted with wildflowers (at least, if you look in the right places).

Mostly the bloom is all thanks to a big storm that rolled through in late October last year, which dropped 3.5 inches of rain in just 5 hours. That’s 150% of the annual rainfall Death Valley normally gets, in less than a quarter of a day! Aubrey and I actually experienced that storm, not in Death Valley, but while driving through St. George, UT. The skies unloaded so much rain and hail so quickly that we couldn’t see the front of the car we were driving. Four months later, thanks to ample February sunshine, the desert is thanking the weather gods with a truly spectacular display of flowers.

The pictures featured in the news blurbs I’ve seen really only focus on one species: Desert Gold. But, there are so many more! My favorite is Sand Verbena, a beautiful carpet like plant with incredibly fragrant pink flowers. The best part? They grow in the sand, so you can wriggle your toes in the sand as you delight in that rich perfume. In these same sandy environs you can find another strange plant (if you’re lucky, and go where no one else goes): Cooper’s Broomrape. This strange plant is actually a parasite, which steals its nourishment from the roots of other plants, rather than using leaves like everyone else (thanks to my friend and fellow desert rat & photographer Michael Gordon for the ID).

Not much more to the story, so I’ll let the pictures say it from here. While most of these flowers are on their way out by now, there is plenty more happening, and going to happen, in the coming weeks at higher elevations. It’s not too late to see it, yet! Read the latest reports.

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Desert Gold, Super Bloom, Death Valley National Park

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A lonely Desert Gold flower finds a foothold in the dry desert of California's Death Valley National Park.

Desert Gold Macro, Super Bloom, Death Valley National Park

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A Desert Gold (Geraea canescens) blooms with Rock Daisies (Perityle emori) in the background.

Desert Gold, Super Bloom, Death Valley

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Once every decade or so, El Niño rains bring enough rain to Death Valley for the flowers to emerge en masse. This image shows a dense stand of Desert Gold (Geraea canescens) during the 2016 'super bloom' with a view of the mostly dry Lake Manly in the distance.

Desert Gold in Alluvial Fan, Super Bloom, Death Valley National Park

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Desert Gold flowers bloom in an alluvial fan in Death Valley National Park, taken during the 2016 'super bloom'.

Phacelia, Super Bloom, Death Valley National Park

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A diverse array of flowers bloom in one of Death Valley's alluvial fans. Flowers pictured here include Phacelia (blue; Phacelia crenulata), Desert Gold (yellow; Geraea canescens), Rock Daisies (white; Perityle emori), and Brown-Eyed Evening Primrose (white; Camissonia claviformis). I took this image during the 2016 'super bloom'.

Desert Five Spot, Super Bloom, Death Valley National Park

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A beautiful Desert Five Spot (Eremalche rotundifolium) blooms in California's Death Valley National Park.

Evening-Primrose, Super Bloom, Death Valley National Park

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Acres of Golden Evening-Primrose (Camissonia brevipes) bloom along the southern reaches of Death Valley National Park during the 2016 'super bloom'.

Sand Verbena and Dunes, Super Bloom, Death Valley National Park

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Sand Verbena (pink; Abronia villosa) and Brown-Eyed Evening Primrose (white; Camissonia claviformis) bloom at the base of some sand dunes in California's Death Valley National Park during the 2016 'super bloom'.

Cooper's Broomrape, Super Bloom, Death Valley National Park

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A rare Cooper's Broomrape (Orobanche cooperi) emerges from the sand. The broomrape is a parasite; having no leaves, it draws its nourishment from the roots of other plants.

Sand Verbena and Dunes, Super Bloom, Death Valley National Park

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Prolific pink Sand Verbena (Abronia villosa) blooms at the base of these dunes in California's Death Valley National Park during the 2016 'super bloom'.

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Floris van Breugel on January 28th, 2016

Out of the past three weekends, Aubrey and I managed to spend two of them near Mammoth, CA, in preparation for a trip we hope to do later this spring. Although the main goals for these trips were (a) to remember how ski, and (b) to relearn avalanche safety, we happened to be in the right place at the right time to capture some beautiful light.

Mammoth is particularly special in that it is one of the few places in the world that combines excellent in-bounds and backcountry skiing, desert weather, and natural hot springs. We took full advantage of all of these opportunities! Here’s a few images from our two trips.

Sierra Nevada Panorama, Juniper Desert, Sunshine

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Morning sunshine brings warmth to this panorama of frigid juniper studded high desert east of the Sierra Nevada. The prominent peak in the distance is Mt Morrison, near Convict Lake.

0 degrees

We woke up to a 0° F morning, but fortunately the hot springs were only 50 feet away! The evening before our propane heated red camping cube kept us warm at a balmy 70° F while the outside temperatures were 15° F.

Hot Springs

Steaming hot springs with a view of the snowy Sierra Nevada.

Mt Morrison, Sierra Nevada, Winter

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Mt Morrison, at the eastern edge of the Sierra Nevada near Convict Lake, catches the brunt of a powerful wind and snow storm.

Winter Storm, Sierra Nevada, California

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Powerful stormy winter winds whip snow into the air over the rugged ridges of Mt Morrison, near Convict Lake and Mammoth, in California's Sierra Nevada.

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Floris van Breugel on December 31st, 2015

After not having seen the ocean in over a year (Los Angeles beaches don’t count), Aubrey and I managed to make two visits in less than two weeks. It was nice to see the rolling waves and smell the fresh, crisp, and salty air again.

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Impressionistic Ocean Waves, Jalama Beach, California

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Big swells in the Pacific Ocean bring elegant waves to California's Jalama Beach. I decided to capture the light and action with a little impressionistic flair through a long lens.

Before Christmas we made a short trip to Washington to spend some time with family and friends, and made a trip to the Olympic Peninsula with some friends to enjoy the cold and wet atmosphere we’d been missing in Southern California. Wandering the wild Olympic coast brought back so many wonderful memories! Despite all the rain, we managed to time our outings such that we barely got wet (an remarkably impressive accomplishment, I might add).

For years I’ve wanted to make an image of the abstract tree-like patterns that form in the sand as water trickles from the shore back to sea. Finally on this trip I found a (small) scene I liked. The tones and shapes seem to merge the character of the Olympic Rainforests with the gloomy, mysterious, and calming coastline, into a single abstract visual poem of sorts.

Sand Abstract, Olympic National Park, Washington Coastline

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Abstract patterns on the sandy beach left by draining water resemble a mysterious forest, not unlike the forests that are found nearby. I took this on Second Beach along Wasington's Olympic National Park coastline. 

After returning home, we had an opportunity to see some more of the Pacific, this time in sunny California’s Montaña de Oro State Park. It being winter, the mountains of blooming golden flowers for which the park is named were mostly gray, but the coastline was as inviting as ever. The geology in this part of California’s coast is dominated by the Monterey Formation, which is composed of sedimentary layers that formed 6-16 million years ago. The layers tell a story of cycles of birth and death of diatoms – tiny single celled organisms – that flourished in the nutrient rich waters. Tectonic action compressed the organic material into the beautifully layered rock we see today. The organic origins also produced rich oil deposits, which are extracted by enormous offshore oil drilling rigs that line the coast.

Montaña de Oro State Park, Coast, California

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The last rays of sunshine illuminate the fascinating patterns of rock along the coast of Montaña de Oro State Park in California. 

Our route home took us along the famous Monarch butterfly grove near Pismo Beach, which I’d visited once before six years ago. Every winter, Monarch butterflies settle in to roost along the coast from southern California to Mexico. Once the temperatures warm up again, in Feb-March, they’ll start making their way north again. The butterflies take 3-4 generations to reach the northern United States and Canada, and come autumn, the great-great-great-great grandchildren of the butterflies in the Pismo grove will come back. Exactly how they manage to do this is still an active area of research, laden with confusing experiments, but they likely use celestial cues such as the position of the sun, polarization angle, topographical cues, odors, and potentially magnetic signals. Their numbers have dwindled substantially, and groves which used to harbor 100,000 animals now only have 10-20,000. Pismo’s estimated count is currently at 28,000. If you have some garden space, and want to help out these beautiful creatures, plant some milkweed for them this spring!

Monarch Butterflies, Pismo Beach, California

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Every winter (December-March) thousands, sometimes tens of thousands, of Monarch Butterflies settle down for the winter on the Eucalyptus and Monterey Cypress trees near Pismo Beach. When temperatures warm up enough, they will embark on long journeys north, and their great-great-great grandchildren will make their way back to this same very spot. 

Finally, I’ll leave you with a miscellaneous abstract I took in our backyard a few month ago or so, of a large Agave, in case you hadn’t seen it yet on my website.

Agave, Abstract, California

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The fascinating abstract shapes of an agave acccented by a little late morning sunshine. Although there are lots of agave plants in Anza-Borrego, I actually took this one in my own yard in Pasadena, California.

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Floris van Breugel on November 29th, 2015

I hope everyone (in America) had a wonderful Thanksgiving! After a delicious feast shared with local friends, I spent the holiday with my parents near Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Park. Wednesday brought one of the first major storms of the winter season to the Sierra, which was followed by a clear and cold night. The frigid temperatures and humid air were ideal conditions for hoar frost, which coated just about every surface that wasn’t already covered in snow. I headed up to the park Thursday morning before sunrise, and watched as the golden light illuminated the crystalline forest.

Giant Sequoias, Snow and Sunshine, Winter

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The first rays of golden sunshine hit the crowns of these Giant Sequoias, covered in a winter blanket of snow and frost from a storm the day before. I took this on a frigid morning at Grant Grove in California's Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Park. This might well be the first picture I've ever taken while standing in a parking lot, but I couldn't resist (it helped that I was the only one there).

Sunshine, Snowy Forest, Winter

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Warm sunshine illuminated the tops of young trees in this wintery snow covered forest of California's Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Park.

Giant Sequoias, Snow and Sunshine, Winter

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The first rays of golden sunshine hit the crowns of these Giant Sequoias, covered in a winter blanket of snow and frost from a storm the day before. I took this on a frigid morning in California's Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Park.

Giant Sequoias, Snow and Sunshine, Winter

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Warm sunshine streams through the frigid snow blanketed forest of Giant Sequoias in California's Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Park.

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Floris van Breugel on October 27th, 2015

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Last weekend Aubrey and I made a road trip out to Escalante National Monument to explore the strange sandstone landscapes. It’s a bit of a drive, 9 hours one way, but we had the audiobook of The Martian to keep us entertained. It seemed like an especially appropriate choice for our long voyage to the land of red rock and sand. Our first destination was a spot I had been to five years ago. We hiked out through the sandstone landscape to find an area covered in Moqui Marbles – strange shiny black balls ranging in size from peas to avocados. The name comes from the Hopi word Moqui meaning “departed ones.” According to legend, spirits of the dead played with the marbles at night, leaving them on the sandstone to reassure the living that they were enjoying the afterlife.

The scientific explanation for their existence is equally interesting and inspiring. Long ago, portions of the rusty red navajo sandstone were pushed through pockets of oil and natural gas. These hydrocarbons dissolved the iron, stripping the sandstone of its color. When this solution encountered groundwater it oxidized, and the iron precipitated out, forming concretions around sand grains and other oddities. Over time, these tiny concretions attracted more iron precipitate, eventually forming the large avocado sized balls that can be found today. Surprisingly, much of this happened quite recently in geological time – the Escalante marbles range from 2-5 millions years old, and those found in Arizona are as young as 300,000 years.

Landscapes on Earth don’t get much more martian than this – similar kinds of balls were found on Mars (called Martian Blueberries, or Spherules) by the Opportunity rover back in 2004. There are, however, many ways for spherical rocks to form, and it is currently unclear if the Martian balls are the result of a meteor impact, or the same kind of water catalyzed concretion like that which formed the Moqui Marbles.

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Moqui Marbles, Escalante, Utah

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Moqui Marbles litter the sandstone landscape of Utah's Escalante National Monument.

Moqui Marbles, Escalante, Utah

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A diverse (natural) array of Moqui Marbles on the slickrock landscape of Utah's Escalante National Monument.

Moqui Marbles, Escalante, Utah

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Moqui Marbles adorn a sandstone plateau in Utah's Escalante National Monument.

Unfortunately the weather forecast for the southwest became stormier and stormier, which meant that any roads that crossed major drainages were at risk of being washed out, and narrow canyons and gorges would could become unsafe to explore. Since we didn’t have the flexibility to hang out behind a washed out road for several days, we decided to play it safe and stayed above the flood zones. This led us to explore some sandstone plateaus I hadn’t visited before. After listening to the rain fall on the awning over our heads for several hours, the clouds parted and we took advantage of the moment to wander the landscape and enjoy the sunset.

Solitude, Slickrock, Escalante

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A lonely tree clings to life in the vast sandstone desert of Utah's Escalante National Monument.

Slickrock Vista

Aubrey and I enjoy the last rays of sunshine on the slickrock landscape of Utah's Escalante National Monument.

Car Camping

When we're not out backpacking in the middle of nowhere, this is our home away from home.

With more rain to come, we made the tough decision to abandon our original plans for good, and headed east into Nevada. Shortly after passing through Cedar City we entered the biggest rain/hail/thunder storm I’ve ever encountered. Our visibility went from a mile to a meter in a matter of seconds. The deluge of rain and hail hit the car so hard that we could barely even hear the thunder striking the hills within a mile of us. Fortunately we were able to slow down without hitting anything, or getting hit, and made it to the other side of the storm cell safely.

Welcome

A welcoming sign as we entered the Mojave desert in Nevada.

After entering Nevada, we left the freeway to explore some red rock pockets of the Mojave desert. We were welcomed by an ironic sign, perhaps placed there to keep uninformed desert wanderers away. We pushed on, and set up camp next to a fairyland of red rock sculptures. The storm raged on all around us, but this little desert valley seemed to be immune to lightning strikes as none came closer than 15 miles of us.

The following day we explored the area, finding hundreds of little sandstone alcoves and strange shapes. My favorite structures resembled tiny villages and castles. I imagine these tiny towns were once inhabited by little martian creatures that abandoned their own planet in favor of Earth. But, the rain was too much for those desert dwellers, and they’ve since perished, leaving behind their sandy homes to melt and crumble away.

Storm Camping

Lightning and thunder surrounded us as we cooked dinner at a safe distance.

Ancient Sandstone, Nevada, Sunset

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The eroded and crumbling remains of an ancient sandstone citadel bask under the brilliant light of a glorious Nevada sunset.

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Floris van Breugel on October 11th, 2015

I’ve been quite busy this summer, and unfortunately have not had the opportunity for quite as many adventures as I (and Aubrey) would have liked. I have, however, visited Mono Lake in eastern California several times for a research project I’m working on. Although most of those images will have to wait, I thought I could share a few unrelated ones from the area.

On one of my trips my father paid a visit, and scouted the surrounding hills for interesting places to camp. In his explorations he discovered a plateau covered in flowers, and convinced me I simply had to go check it out. Well, it was nothing short of spectacular, complete with a herd of wild horses – it’s amazing that for someone who’s explored California for several decades there’s still always something new to find! That evening I was also surprised by a gigantic lined june beetle, clearly a male in search of a mate, whose pheromones he was hoping to find with his oversized flabelliform antennae.

Flowers, Mono Basin, California

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Mid summer flowers abound in the mountains surrounding California's, Mono Lake.

Wild Horses, Flowers, California

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Wild horses gallop through fields of flowers in the high desert mountains east of Mono Lake in eastern California.

Lined June Beetle, Antenna, California

Lined June Beetle : Prints Available

This Lined June Beetle (Polyphylla decemlineata) flew towards my headlamp while I was out camping near Mono Lake in California. The spread flabelliform (fan shaped) antenna and the pose reminded me of a tarsier or a bat.

Academic mentoring obligations kept me away from the Sierra for a longer trip, but Aubrey and our friends Randy, Cyndi, and Kevin, made it out to Sky Blue Lake for a short weekend. True to its name, the lake, and the skies, were remarkably blue. Being surrounded by the crisp mountain air and enormous piles of granite is such a wonderful feeling!

Sierra Crest, Sunshine, Granite

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The first rays of sunshine break through the sierra crest, high in the mountains, illuminating the endless piles of gleaming granite. 

Sky Blue Lake, Sierra, California

Sky Blue Reading

Aubrey enjoys the peaceful dawn next to Sky Blue Lake in California's Sierra Nevada.

On my most recent trip to Mono Lake fall was finally starting to arrive. My father, along with my cousin and her boyfriend, camped high up in the surrounding hills and enjoyed the last rays of sunshine as the set over the distant Sierra crest. The following day, after finding myself surrounded by a photography workshop near the popular tufa formations, I explored some areas of Mono Lake I hadn’t yet visited where I found throngs of migratory birds, instead of people!

Solitude, Rolling Hills, California

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Two trees enjoy the solitude amidst the acres of wild rolling hills in California's Mono County.

Gull Footsteps, Mono Lake, California

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Footsteps of hungry gulls feasting on the plentiful alkali flies along the shores of California's Mono Lake.

Salt Flats, Mono Lake, California

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Patterns emerge from the receding waters of the salt flats along California's Mono Lake.

The final image I am sharing is one that might take a little explanation, a little head scratching on your part, and most certainly you’ll have to see it much larger (click the image, and I hope you have a large monitor). As you likely know, I study the behavior of flies (and mosquitoes), with a particular interest in understanding the neural basis for their behavior. While I have not done much of my own imaging of fly brains, I am intimately familiar with how they look. So, when I was waiting for the sun to go down along the shores of the lake and I saw these grasses, I thought, hey, that looks vaguely reminiscent of the sorts of shapes I might see in a fly brain. After I took a few images, an actual fly happened to land, in focus, in the picture I had already composed. I quickly made an exposure before it took off again. Perhaps the fly also had an interest in the inner workings of its own brain?

Fly, Abstract Grasses, Neural Structure

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A fly perches on the delicate grasses, whose abstract structure I found to be reminiscent of flies very own neural structure.

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