Returning

Coming back for a few days. Kinda worried about a potential calamari oops. Well I might be worried about where I'm going to find that, but I know I can. The main thing I mean was " a potential calamity" in the form of a hurricane bearing down on the state.

This morning I left the smoke filled skies of Washington. Every summer it seems to be getting more intense with the western wild fires.

Hey Folks, wake up and get real the world is changing not exactly in a good way either.

One of the reasons we like living in the Pacific Northwest is the historically good weather in the summer months. You really can't find it much better anywhere's in the US during these months.

But that might all be changing. I read that the summer smoke (which has recently reached unhealthy breathing levels) could be the norm with the raging wildfires that will become commonplace all over the Western States in the tinder dry summer months.

Which brings me back to Hawaii.

Traditionally the Eastern Pacific waters have been no stranger to the formation of powerful hurricanes. Usually as they progress westward they encounter cooler waters that knock them down before they reach Hawaii.

That's changing too.

Because of the warming temperatures of the oceans (which I'm afraid will never be reversed. It's already killed off HUGE swaths of coral reefs worldwide but I'll save that for another discussion), these monster storms are not loosing their punch in time.

The last one that really hit the Big Island was Iselle four years ago. Before that you have to go all the way back to 1992 when Iniki slammed Kauai.

Now the threat is becoming common almost every season.

Pele awoke from her slumber a few months ago and reclaimed her authority by wiping off the face of the earth one of my favorite sanctuaries in Puna--Kapoho.

Mother Nature is in reaction mode my friends

A Kilauea Evening Moment for a Part in Nature's Time

The story here is that you can still find an incredible amount of peace when you take the time to breath in the quiet air. Standing near the bottom of the Chain of Craters Road I feel an odd sensation of the vastness of the landscape that stretches out before me --and below me.

Underneath this peace and serenity is a boiling caldron of hot magma that can erupt and destroy everything in its path. 

Pretty cool. 

The Joy of Looking Back at the Glory Days of Kodachrome

California Chickens, circa 1977

I took it upon myself recently to rummage through some of my old film files and began reminiscing about the good old days of Kodachrome. These barnyard chickens were photographed with this film on a Nikon Ftn, with what I believe was a 28mm f3.5 Nikkor lens, sometime around 1977.

For a positive film emulsion it was unparalleled in its ability to render color with beautiful contrast and saturation.

It's kind of a shame that we photographers can't create the same kind of images with today's digital technology.

I don't care what others might say about the quality of today's advanced digital equipment, including camera phones.

None of this can replicate the true subtlety and ethereal qualities of film, and especially Kodachrome.

The Perils of Living on the Big Island

High above old lava flows of Mauna Loa

Once again I am reminded of the chance people take by living in certain areas here on the island. Currently the danger zone is in Puna where as to date over 80 structures have been consumed by the fast flowing lava.

Many years ago the same basic area of Kilauea's East Rift Zone erupted and inundated and destroyed homes near Kalapana at the Royal Gardens subdivision. This activity also wiped out the road that led to Volcanoes National Park from Kalapana up the Chain of Craters road.

When I started this journal entry several days ago the lava had not reached downslope to the sea. Now a beloved area of mine, Kapoho has been wiped off the map, buried over by 10-20 feet of lava. Kapoho Bay: Gone. The Beautiful Tidepools: Gone. And now hundreds of houses destroyed displacing many island residents. Super sad. 

This is the example of the powerful work of Pele, Hawaiian goddess of fire who has the ultimate say as to what goes where, especially on the Big Island. She has the power to destroy and renew. 

Before the 2018 onslaught: A pleasant evening from a shoreline near Kapoho Beach Lots

The Beauty of Clouds

I'm thinking of starting a new project that will only deal with clouds. That's it, no land forms, no seascapes, no wild life. Just water vapor and air.

Almost every day here in Hawaii the sky presents  a new look. It is never the same. Kind of like fingerprints of people; no two clouds are ever alike.

My grandfather was always into taking photos of cloud formations in Oklahoma--especially the big thunderheads the would menace the afternoon and evening skies. He mainly shot Kodachrome and we would sit down monthly for the big slide show after dinner. It was a real treat. 

Something that is fascinating here is the many layers of different types of clouds at various altitudes. You can see low stratus below cumulus below alto cumulus below cirrus. And they can be moving different directions at different speeds.

I have a goal of one year for this project and I plan to produce a book at the end of it. 

Keep checking back for cloud updates!