the wastelands…

Been working on a few stock photos these last days. Kept coming across ugly things that I seem to like taking pictures of.

Had some thunderstorms pass over the other night, but alas, I was not with my camera at the time, nor at home. After about 15 minutes of seeing some of the most spectacular lightning I’ve ever seen (coming from Santa Barbara we get lightning like what, once every three years.), I decide I need to stop what I was doing and get to my camera. So I bolted out the door and ran through awful rain, black skies and streaks of lightning all around; Arriving completely soaked. Would have been some cool shots of lightning over the church tower, but by this time, the storm had passed for the most part, and was now in the distance…

stairway in prague

coal poweplant in czech republic

abandoned building in cesky krumlov

up to the north

Monday afternoon, April 16th: I’m walking out the door – my jacket and backpack full of camera gear already on – to go shoot some photos of the fields of flowers in the area. By chance, I glance at my plane tickets to Norway which were sitting on the table by the door and notice the date is for the 17th. 17th, 17th, 17th, hmmm, I thought. Shit! Todays the 16th, I leave tomorrow, not Wednesday, I realize in a sudden panic.

Tuesday, April 17th, Aprox 1:00pm: The flight left Munich on time, despite having a 5 hour layover in Oslo, I had still been worried about missing my connection (I haven’t had the best of luck with flights being on-time in the last year, in fact, I’ve come to expect that they will be delayed.). But now I’m planning on what to do with 5 hours in Oslo as I’m watching the beautiful colors of the German spring pass beneath me as we are slowly gaining altitude. Suddenly after around 20 minutes in the air, the plane suddenly makes a quick decent and we enter into a sharp turn towards the south. Hmmm, this doesn’t seem too good. A few minutes later the pilot comes on and says there is a ‘Technical Problem’ and we must now return to Munich. Well, I still have 5 hours in Olso, no problem. Well, the airplane cracked a windshield, which took 5 hours to repair, I arrive in Oslo as my flight I’m supposed to catch to Bodø is taking off. Luckily the airline was nice enough to put me on a later flight from another airline (as this was their last flight of the day), and once again I find myself walking out of the Bodø airport around midnight, looking forward to a night on the floor in the ferry terminal (which I’m now quite familiar with). At least its warm, which is more that can be said about the snowstorm outside.

Only a few pics for now:

lofoten norway

lofoten norway

lofoten norway

dead whale lofoten norway

drying cod stockfish lofoten norway