The evening spent at this location in Stokksnes, Iceland might have been my favorite.
We arrived in the late afternoon, took a quick nap, then photographed the sunset and Northern Lights here for almost 8 hours.
(3-image pano taken with a 17mm tilt shift lens)
Inside the dreams
created with you
were pastel sunsets
and crimson waves
of passion and desire
then tainted by your words
which now have stained my skies grey.
Spent a few days in Banff National Park last weekend, my first trip during winter, gazing at these beautiful mountain tops.
This small closet contains patient records and x-rays for this Georgia State Hospital. Many years after this building became abandoned, the records still remain and are collecting dust.
She twists and turns
teasing with every corner
drawing you in
with each smile
each gaze
and you always want more.
Empty, abandoned asylums speak loudly, louder that most believe. There are stories within these walls; some tragic, some hopeful. I can only hope my images tell those stories.
The alien landscapes of Utah and Arizona are so beautiful and unique.
Since this trip in January 2016, I have been longing to return to the Southwest, as it is one of the most beautiful areas of the world that I have visited.
A curious young colt approached us during a road side pit stop in Western Iceland.
The Bravo test stands at the Santa Susana Field Laboratory were activated in 1956 and designed to test Thors, Atlas and Delta engines.
This beautiful cerulean water seemed like a dream.
The sun was up well before we left the Reid Inlet at 5:15am and the beautiful glow of sunrise washed over the mountain tops and kissed the clouds.
Sitting there, gazing at this glacier, it was hard to grasp that just over 100 years ago, this glacier filled the entire inlet.
When we set our alarms the evening prior, we decided to return to the John Hopkins Inlet during early morning light to photograph the glacier.
After traveling north for an hour, we reached the inlet and we were still surrounded by a lingering soft pink light, one of the many perks of summer days in the northern part of North America.
Gilman Glacier
Gilman Glacier
We photographed the glacier for a half hour before I, again, had the urge to hit the water on my SUP.
It was not safe for our boat to be close to the ice, because the potential for quickly becoming surrounded by ice was too great, but on my board, I knew could paddle through the smaller chunks and get some unique compositions.
I wrapped my Canon 5D Mark III in a waterproof bag and took to the water. I was nervous about taking the camera out of the bag, but my comfort level and confidence on the board gave me the courage to take a chance, so I kneeled down and snapped a few shots.
Photo by: Casey McCallister
After 2 hours in the John Hopkins Inlet, we ventured a bit farther north, right to the Canadian border, into the Tarr Inlet with high hopes of seeing this advancing glacier calve.
Margerie Glacier 7-image pano
We hadn't been there long when a small boat greeted us; the first small boat we had seen outside of the small radius around Barlett Cove.
For over 4 hours, we floated in the inlet, making breakfast and enjoying the abnormally warm day on the deck of the boat, while waiting for chunks of ice to splash into the sea, but we still longed to see a massive chunk fall, sending wakes our direction.
Just as we began to think we should venture on, we witnessed the most incredible calving; a section of ice over 100 feet tall came crashing into the water.
A few moments later, we were riding the wake.
When we began to leave, we noticed a cruise ship had made its way up the Tarr Inlet. They floated for a few minutes before turning around to allow guests on both side of the ship a view of the glacier. We waved to everyone and then headed towards Bartlett Cove.
Boating has never seemed tedious to me, even if it requires hours on the water to arrive at a destination.
I grew up with parents who would waterski over a dozen times a year, which means I spent countless hours on boats. I'm sure that's why I love being on the water.
The ride back to Bartlett Cove was four hours, but there was so much beauty, and even a few critters, to stare at along the way.
We arrived at Bartlett Cove around 5:45pm, had dinner in the lodge and ended the day with a beautiful sunset.
2 image Pano taken with a Canon 17 TS-E
Sadly much of the morgue at this state hospital had been destroyed, but the morgue drawers and doors still remain.
While in Iceland, I saw my first aurora borealis. On this particular night, I sat for a few hours watching the lights dance in the sky. It was incredible and very much worth the frozen fingertips.
Hair Salon inside the former Bryce State Hospital in Tuscaloosa, Alabama.
The administration section of the building were preserved, as part of an agreement with the University of Alabama, which purchased the property and building, but the late 1800's era wings were demolished in 2016.
Taken back in November, during sunset, on the Pacific Ocean in San Francisco.
