One of the few waterfalls I have not seen/photographed in New Hampshire. Bridal Veil Falls at the top of Coppermine Trail in Franconia. Says it is a five-mile round trip, but with the lot being where it is, it works out to be more like six miles. Add in a third of the journey in the pouring rain, and it was still a great hike and worth it. The last part of getting up the wet rocks for the photo above was adventurous, but other than some soaked, muddy clothes and a camera bag, and it was worth it. The wetness added to all the shots throughout the hike. A great day spent with my wife for day two of our quick escape north. Tomorrow, Polly’s for some pancakes, then home.

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This is one of the moodiest waterfalls I have ever seen. It was by chance that I went to it. It is off the beaten path, and that is saying something in Iceland. To the point, I had to convince myself to get out of the van when I got there due to “the getting there” being so frustrating. It was later than I wanted it to be. It was in a different direction from where I was heading to camp, and I got trapped on the road I should not have taken. Then once I got through the steps of frustration, I made the trek in, and it was incredible, like two mountains that separated just a bit to let water through. Splashed with light. This is not even the main falls, and this is right before it. If you look on the left wall, you can see a chain. To get to the main fall at the top, you climb the small one using that chain, hugging the wet rocks. A little girl is making the climb on the photo on the sign out front. I call BS. I tried but decided against it. I had too much gear, I was the only one there, and there is in the middle of nowhere, and my daughter gave me one thing to do while I was here, “don’t fall and die alone.” This could have been one of those moments. Though I might go back tomorrow more prepared, that little girl in the photo is taunting me.

Not sure if last nights Plane photo sent by email if you subscribe. So here it is again: https://timricephoto.com/archives/63194

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On a solo road trip in Vermont for a few days. Revisiting some places I photographed over the years. One stop today was Moss Glen Falls, I took pictures there in 1995 with film. At the time, I was pretty proud of the shot. I printed it as a poster and hung it in my Photo Lab. I will need to go dig it up and see if it still impresses me, though I think I know the answer.

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A tree. Some bark.

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Just some moss.

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