Nature and wildlife photographer exploring the outdoor world on his feet and in his kayak. His travels take him throughout the West Coast and beyond, but his commonest haunts are Northern California. He focuses on animals and places you might not otherwise come across.Join him here- galenleeds.net or follow him on his photography blog- here
Pacific Grove
Pacific Grove, CA
McClures Beach Trail in Point Reyes National Seashore
Inverness, CA
Ninety Mile Beach (Te Oneroa-a-Tōhē)
Te Kao, Northland, New Zealand
Koutu Boulders
Opononi, Northland, New Zealand
McClures Beach Trail in Point Reyes National Seashore
Inverness, CA
Gerstle Cove
CA
Sinkyone Wilderness State Park
CA
Copperfield's Books
Petaluma, CA
Waikite Valley Thermal Pools
Waikite Valley, Bay Of Plenty, New Zealand
The surf roars in the back ground. Strangely sculpted rock formations rise up form the grasses and hills. Seals frolic in the waves... but it is springtime in Salt Point State Park and the ground feels carpeted from the plethora of wildflowers popping up on all sides. The pom-pom like seathrift stands on slender stalks dangling over the aptly named "Footsteps of Spring." Goldfields create... well... fields of gold. Butter and Eggs litter the ground underfoot while Twin-Berry and Seep-Spring Monkey flowers line some of the wetter areas. Of course there are also poppies—this is coastal California, after all. One of the more prolific springtime displays around, it is truly worth time away from the beaches to wander through the wildflowers on Gerstle Cove's coastal bluffs.
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North Carolina’s Highway 12 roams the Outer Banks from Corolla to Hatteras, where it disappears into the sea (have no fear, there is a ferry) and re-emerges on Ocracoke Island. Hovering between the safety of the sound and the unknown of the open ocean, it snakes its way past marshes, towns, and lone spans of sand and dunes. Conspiracy theories, X-Files, and alien abduction aside, even a skeptic would have a hard time passing by the shiny, silver saucer placed conspicuously along the six-mile stretch of Frisco. Exaggerated rubber masks and cardboard cutouts of curious aliens peer from oval portholes, while ragged rocks scattered beneath replicate their unearthly elements. A sole survivor of Matti Suuronen‘s 1960s space-age architecture, a fun photo encounter for Ocracoke-bound visitors, or……something else? The truth is out here. Come search for your own explanation.....
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If you could take just one photo: Elk wading into the sea
It's low tide, and as we sit off to the side of the beach a herd of elk comes parading out of the trees near our campsite. It's not our first encounter with them over the weekend. In fact, they seem to be regular visitors, but it is the first time we've seen them wade out into the ocean. It's not the warmest day, but they keep walking until the water is lapping their bellies. We just sit and watch. After they leave we walk the beach, mesmerized as the sun dips into the ocean, before heading back to our camp and lighting a fire. Bear Harbor is the perfect the camping spot: seclusion, but close enough to the car to bring a cooler.
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If you could take just one photo: Elk wading into the sea
It's low tide, and as we sit off to the side of the beach a herd of elk comes parading out of the trees near our campsite. It's not our first encounter with them over the weekend. In fact, they seem to be regular visitors, but it is the first time we've seen them wade out into the ocean. It's not the warmest day, but they keep walking until the water is lapping their bellies. We just sit and watch. After they leave we walk the beach, mesmerized as the sun dips into the ocean, before heading back to our camp and lighting a fire. Bear Harbor is the perfect the camping spot: seclusion, but close enough to the car to bring a cooler.
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