My Hidden Room

Last Sunday, my family and I went on a hike from Richmond Beach in Shoreline, WA down to Carkeek Park.  Or we tried to, anyway.

We started off by taking the 348 bus from near where we live to Richmond Beach, in Shoreline.  This trip also provided me with an opportunity to try out my new hydration pack that I’d gotten for my upcoming desert camping.

We started out a little later than we wanted; around 1PM.  We got to the end of the bus route, and walked to find the path to the beach.  Now, the 348 stops quite near the beach, but the end of the line is not the stop to get off the bus at.  You should get off earlier in the route before it winds its way down.  Use Metro’s trip planner.

We took the route to the end of the line, and had to climb back up hill some to get to Richmond Beach.  I was struck by how much the park there looks like it’s out of southern California.  The way the hills were covered with Scotchbroom, and the character of the day felt like my trip to SoCal a few years ago.

We ate a snack at the park before heading out.  There is a nice bridge out over the rail tracks, leading to the beach itself.  It was a beautiful day, and many people were out playing.     The kids decided to wade into the Puget Sound while we walked.  This was cool.  Sadly, one of them failed to give us his cellphone before doing so, so he trashed it.

We walked and walked.  As we travelled away from the park, the population of people thinned out.  Eventually, we were nearly alone.  Only a few people walked around as well, and they were far from where we were at.

Eventually, we came to an underpass that led into the forest on the other side of the railroad tracks.

We explored it a little, and found a nice place to sit down and eat.   From there, we continued to head south.  We went around a bend, which you can see it in the second image in this post; the camera is facing north, just past the bend in the background is where the tunnel under the tracks is located.  We continued to walk.  No one was around at this point.  It was around four in the afternoon, and the tide was starting to come in.  We got to about 2 miles from Carkeek before we elected to bail on the trail because the kids were running short on water and hadn’t planned well.  The tide was coming in, and things were getting hairy.

On the way back, I climbed up to the rail grade, and took some shots along there.   I kept my eyes peeled for trains, and saw the Amtrak Coast Starlight when it was two miles away, so I was able to  position myself well, and safely.

We went through the underpass that we’d seen earlier, as it had an obvious trail up and out.

What we didn’t expect to find was big, locked gate on the other end.  Turns out that the underpass there goes to Innis Arden, a private community.  We had to be let out.  It was fortunate that there was someone working out in their yard, otherwise we’d have to go back down, and walk back to Richmond Beach.  The kids would not have enjoyed that.

We climbed out of the valley, following the road up.  We came across Shoreview park, were we refilled our water containers, and had a good rest.   Then we walked from there up, and came to Shoreline Community College, where we caught the Route 5 Bus, and eventually got home.

Whew, it was a fun hike, and I’m going to do it again, but with better planning so we complete it.

We learned about this hike from Metro Bus Hikes:  a web page by someone who wanted to know what hikes could be done without a car.

Photography, adventure, railroads, walking

As continued from my previous entry about walking the rails in Ballard, yesterday I walked the rest of the rails in Ballard. I saw many cool things, and learned about this railroad.

This shortline railroad, which is officially the Ballard Terminal Railroad, is a shortline that acquired the trackage rights from BSNF after they abandoned the track in 1997. The company was formed to support the three local industries that this shortline serves: Pioneer Western (a fish processor), Salmon Bay Gravel Co., and Olsen Furniture.

It is, as far as I can tell, operated by three guys. There are two switchers that are owned by this railroad company, the most prominent is the #98, the red Ballard Li’l Beaver, a EMD SW-1 600 HP switcher. It lives in a lot just off NW 45th St.

References:

• http://www.irta.org/irta/IRTAReport/1999-02.htm
• http://www.docwightman.com/railroad/btrr/rideonbtrr.html
• http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ballard_Terminal_Railroad

Click the image to go to my flickr set about the Ballard Terminal Railroad.

Photography, adventure, railroads, walking

So today, Melissa and the kids went to explore Whidbey Island. That’s cool. But I didn’t go with them. I took a day for myself. A day where I explored what I wanted to explore, and did what I wanted to do. I’ll start with my conclusion: I had a great day; my legs hurt, but my heart is happy.

I started of the day at around 10 AM when we got up from bed. I fixed myself some cold pizza for breakfast, and got my stuff together to go out for a day walking. I took my camera, my rain jacket, and the purple knit had that Melissa made for me. All these things were needed today, for the weather was dynamic, and the scenery multidimensional.

I left the house at around 11:30AM, and walked west to the bus stop. Ten minutes early. I had to wait a bit for the bus to arrive. Someone I didn’t know walked up, and I struck up a conversation. Her name is Taren. She’s a recent graduate from the UW, looking for a job. I gave her my card, and told her about some job openings at my employer. We had pleasant conversation as we both rode the bus down to the University District, where the first leg of my adventure would truely begin.

I got off the bus at 47th & University Way. I walked a bit south, and went to Trabant, where I ordered a drip coffee from them. They’re apparently doing a special thing with their drop. It was a good cup of coffee, but was more than I wanted to pay for such a thing. After I got my cup, I walked around the corner in the place, and saw my friend Robin. He lives at Trabant, you know. He does IT, so he can do such things most anywhere. I sat down, and said “hi.”

We had good conversation for a while, and he inquired if I’d had lunch. I said no, and we went to Shultzy’s. I had a burger, and a water. Good food. He and I talked for a while. It was nice to run into him and going and being social. After lunch, we talked back up to Trabant, and I parted ways with him.

Then I went to go catch the 44 to Ballard across the street on 45th. The ride into Ballard was uneventful, and quick. Before I knew it, I was in Ballard. Ah, Ballard. It’s a lovely place. If you’ve never been, it’s one of the older parts of Seattle. It used to be a seperate community from the city, and was annexed many years ago. It has a strong norweigen heritage, with old men smoking pipes, and eating lutefisk. My trip to Ballard had neither old men with pipes, nor lutefisk. I’m thankful for the absence of the latter. I got off the bus at Market and Leary, and went to the ATM, where I got some money out for my adventure.

Then I went to Cupcake Royale. I love their cupcakes. I bought a 16 oz drip coffee (my 2nd 16 oz for the day), and a Plain Jane (lavender icing on a vanilla cupcate), paid, and left. I then walked down into “Old Ballard”, and looked at the Sunday Market. There were lots of neat things to see. New spring peas being sold in pots for $3, smoked salmon that the fish monger was handing out handful sized samples of to passersby (“Yum!”), many things.

I figured roughly after getting my treat that the day would be one not focused on Things, but on Experiences. I wanted to do stuff, to see things, to have memories of the day to look back on, and to write about here. And so I did. I looked at the things at the market, but didn’t end up buying anything. I spoke with some of the merchants. It was fun.

Then I went to look around. I popped into Second Ascent, which is a great new and used hiking gear shop. I remember the sunlight streaming in through their back windows, shining down on the rows of clothes and shoppers. I thought for a minute that they’d moved everything around the place. But that wasn’t it. It was just well lit, and full of positive feelings. Then I left.

My feet took me down the hill, down towards the water, and towards the old local service rail sidings that serve the industry there. I took some pictures of the hoppers in front of Salmon Bay Gravel Co, and of the tracks. Then I decided to follow the tracks, and see where they met up with the mainline. I started to the west, following the rails where they led.

I passed a lot of boat repair shops, and other sorts of industry. I saw geese lounging on the grass, and lots of lovely graffiti on the buildings and vehicles back in the secret places of the city. It was neat to follow the rails through those backgrounds of industry. Often the puddles along the tracks would be huge, and I’d have to skirt around them. Once, a car came along quickly, and made a huge splash into one of them. I laughed at it.

As I followed the tracks, I saw that the way in fact led in front of the Ballard Locks, which are used to raise and lower ships between the Puget Sound, and Lake Union. There’s a dam and a fish ladder there, but I didn’t explore that today. I walked along, and followed the tracks. And walked. I passed two older latino men outside a restaurant. They were having a smoke, and I said hello. They responded in kind, and I continued on. The path led along farther, and I came to pass under the rail bridge across the ship canal. This bridge is cantilevered, and is usually in the raised, up position, except when rail traffic passes. I saw that the siding went under the the tracks, rather than meeting up with it. Interesting.

I followed the tracks a ways longer. I was on the Burke Gilman trail at this point. Eventually, I got to the end of the BG trail, where it turns to go down along Seaview Avenue. The tracks continued to the north, and were coming closer to the mainline rails. I wanted to go see where they met up, but I didn’t. It would have meant trespassing on BNSF space, and they’re not keen on that. Up until that point, I’d seen no “NO TRESPASSING” signs, which I was quite happy about. There was a trail that ran under the tracks, to a set up steps.

These steps climbed up perhaps 30 feet onto 64th street & 34th ave NW. I climbed up, and walked along the sidewalks. I kept to a path that followed the rails. Trying to see where a good place to see trains might be. I never did see a train pass today. I would have liked that, especially if I’d been close when it did so. But it wasn’t to be.

I found a good spot, where a road dead-ended near the mainline, and at grade level with the rails. This spot is one I’ll come back to later in the spring or summer to photograph trains from.

At this point, I was really thirsty, so I walked back down (going south at this point) to the crossing of 35th & market. I went to the 7-eleven, and got a water. Yum, nice cold water. Then I walked back into Ballard, and caught a 44 back into the U-District.

From there, I took a 66 to Northgate, and ran an errand. I came home, tired and happy after my long day exploring. All told, I walked about seven miles today. Not bad.

Photography, Ramblings, adventure, railroads, walking

So, I went to Norwescon, and I ended up attaching an umbrella to a Vivatar 285HV with rubber-bands, and holding it to get off-camera light that cast nice, soft light for portraits on the go. I was walking around the place with the umbrella and camera, and asking many beautiful people if I could take their pictures. Everyone I asked said yes. (This is a lead-in to a rant about the other asshole photographers there that were being rude pains in the ass, and giving the rest of us a negative reputation.)

But then I thought about the project more, and I realized that with a little bit of work, I could modify my 285hv to hold the umbrella in a sturdy manner, and without as much strain on my grip by adding a handle. So I did this. I took some pieces of wood that I had as scrap from an old project, and attached them together. I drilled a hole for the umbrella’s support shaft, and I epoxied the handle assembly onto the side of the 285HV.

Doing all this took several days. Currently, it’s unpainted. I intend to change that. I’m going to paint it black to match the rest of it, and probably coat the handle with clear enamel paint after that. But for now, it’s functional, and that’s great.

For an example of what this ends up producing, go take a look at my Norwescon 2008 set on flickr, or take a look at the other image here.

Photography, Things I made

So, here’s my story with regards to photography:

I’ve always enjoyed/appreciated pictures.  I’m visual.  I like to experience the world through my eyes.  Very keen on that.  The thought of going blind is terrifying.  Visual is my primary way of interacting
with the world.

Up until a couple years ago, I really never took photographs.  My mother had (still has, actually) a Pentax K1000.  I had used it a handful of times. But that was more than 15 years ago.  Time passed. Then, I got a digital camera, a fuji finepix 2 megapixel, back around 2002 to take pictures of my ironwork.  My wife, Melissa used the camera much more than I did.  She takes beautiful pictures. Go see them!  Several years passed.  One christmas, I got a good bonus at work, and got her a Nikon D70.  I bought a Nikon coolpix 5400 for myself.

I grew jealous of the attention and of the stunning beauty of her work, so I thought to myself, “Self, you can take pictures.  Why not try?”    So I started.  And I sucked.  I sucked for a long time.  Probably until the day that a good friend told me, “Hey, those party pictures you took sucked.  No more party pix.”

I was hurt.  I thought, “wow.  I need to improve.  I don’t want to make crap photographs.”  So I made an effort to Not Suck.  It took a lot of pictures.  Then I took a lot more.  And then a lot more.

I bought a manual camera, a Pentax K1000 (which is made of awesome), and shoot a lot of pictures there.  I purchased a film scanner (see my review) to digitize my shots.  I learned how to compose.  I learned how the technical quality of a photograph is measured, to understand f/stops, exposure, and the correlations between them.  I learned to develop B&W film myself.  I’ve experimented with doing my own printing.  I strongly believe that shooting with a camera where you have to do everything manually is essential to developing a technical base.

But basically, I put forth a lot of hard work to improve my skills.  A great book, if you haven’t seen it, is “Photography” by London and Upton.  I found it immensely helpful.

And then my photographs became acceptable to me.  I grew to be critical of the shots I made; to judge them more harshly; to not tolerate a bad picture (whatever that means? *grin*)

But still, much improvement was to be had.  So I read.  And I found strobist.  Lighting up until then is something that I didn’t do.  I knew I didn’t like on-camera flash.  So I had worked with ambient light.
Which I do like. But then I saw what else could be done.  How light could be controlled and moved and shaped to make a new, interesting pictures.  So now I’m working on learning about light.

I’ve made progress doing what I enjoy.  I can now make a photograph of someone that they enjoy.  That others enjoy.   That I enjoy.  I’m happy about that.

I’ve got a long way to go still. There you have it.

Photography, Ramblings

So, because I’m a fan of doing things myself, and building stuff, I took inspiration from Strobist’s article on making lighting tools from what one can find at the big box hardware stores.   I fashioned a ring light from a light fixture, and I think it turned out pretty well.  The light itself is somewhat ugly, but appears to do its job.

The light was  made by buying a overhead lighting fixture, sold by Portfolio.  I suspect they’re rebranded.  But in any case, it has two circuline bulbs, both 4100 Kelvins, for a total of 54 watts of light.  That works out to about 1/60th second exposure at about f/3.2.  The ballast was located at the center of the light, which for a light would be awesome.  But for a shoot-through ring light, not so awesome.

So I removed the ballast from the light (the bulbs, too), and cut a hole in the middle with my jigsaw.   I then filed the edges of the hole to be smooth.  then, I relocated the ballast to the side, and attached it with bolts.  I wired up the fixture to a lamp cord, and wired a switch in.  12 foot cords are a good length.  I made an L-shaped bar that I bolted to the back of the fixture, and tapped a 1/4-20 threaded hole into so I could mount it on a light stand.  Then I tested it a little at home.  It did well.

Last weekend, my good friend Marty had his birthday party.  I love his parties.  They’re great fun, and a great time for taking pictures.  This afforded me a great opportunity to test it “for real”, which I did.

To recap:

• One overhead flourescent lighting fixture from Lowes – $33
• One 12 foot lamp cord – $5
• One lamp switch – $5
• Some electrical tape – $1, maybe
• A 1/4-20 tap and die, already had this
• Some steel that I bent into an L-shape, already had

So, for $44, I made a ring light that allows me to take pictures that I think work out pretty well.

Judge for yourself.

Photography, Things I made

I’ve been doing a lot of self-study in Light: Science and Magic; a book about the use of light in photography. Some of that has been a study in the behavior of photographing glass on dark backgrounds. See, glass isn’t photographed by capturing what it looks like, but rather, the effect it has on the light passing through it. On a light background, the lack of brightness shows itself in dark portions. In a darkfield study, such as at the right, the glass is shown by the light reflected off of it.

The light bends through the glass, its path wrought in the camera’s sensor. The strobe shows where the glass bends the light.

A few nights ago, I set up the following still life to practice on. It’s composed of a Disk’s Working Man Brown Ale, a small wine glass full of the beer, and a martini glass full of mountain dew (for the color.)

On a semi-related note, Dick’s Variety pack of beers contains a lot of yummy stuff. They’re out of Centralia, so they’re local.

Go see the full-size image on flickr.

Food and Drink, Photography

Last night, I made a soda can stove. Melissa has been reading about various people’s methods of cooking for the Pacific Crest Trail. We talked about the soda can stove, and I decided to make one. It’s pretty easily done, as long as one is careful to follow the building guide, and maintain strict tolerances during construction. That is, measure twice, cut once. It took about 45 minutes to make, from start to successful flaming operation.

So after building it, I of course had to test it out! We ended up cooking dinner with it. It will boil a cup of water in about 4 minutes. Faster than the “real” stove in the house. Wow. It took about 1 oz of fuel to boil ~7 cups of water for our ramen and udon noodle dinner.
I considered rewriting the build instructions here, but rather than do that, I’ll direct you to the instructions I used. They’re on this website.

Photography, Things I made soda can stove, Things I made

Last November, I went to Portland, OR for some MySQL training for work (High Performance stuff). The training was great. I took the Amtrak Coast Starlight down from Seattle. The ride was pleasant. At one point, the train stopped, and I looked out and saw that there was a loco next to us. Since the opportunity presented itself, I went down to the lower level of the car, and opened the window. I quickly shot the Amtrak around the curve ahead, and this GP39 sitting on the rails.

Quite a sight to see!

Trainspotting details:

This GP39E originally belonged to Union Pacific, and had the road number of 753. It started life as a GP-35, and was rebuilt by GE’s Electro-Motive Division (EMD) and by request of BNSF into the GP39E.

The full size image can be seen at my flickr photostream. Prints are also available.

Photography

Today, we went to the model train show for the 4th division[1] of the pacific northwest regional chapter of the national model railroaders association[2]. Whew, a mouthful. This group puts on a show every year at the pacific science center in Seattle. This year, I ended up going at the same time as the Flickr Meetup group, to which I had tentatively rsvp’d a maybe.

This morning, I woke up in a crappy mood due to a few things. The most major of those being nightmare dreams. Probably due to stress over work. Yuck. So it’s been a hit-and-miss day for me relating to that.

Still, I got some nice shots of the trains at the science enter, and they can be seen in my flickr account.

Footnotes:

[1]: 4th Division PNR Website

[2]: NMRA Website

Photography, Ramblings