You can't expect brilliant color to linger long during an Alaskan autumn. Sooner or later Real Autumn arrives. It becomes darker, cooler, cloudier, more dramatic. Days shorten. There might still be a surprise day of sun and relative warmth that appears, providentially, just in time for a scheduled cyclocross race, but such interventions are rare. The colors of late autumn are sometimes most vibrantly reflected in the paint jobs of aircraft around Lake Hood. Snow begins to appear in the Chugach mountains.
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Cyclocross: Clearing the first barrier
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but not the second
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A highly polished Beaver reflects a brightly painted Otter. EF4A3403 EF4A3401 EF4A3422-Edit EF4A3391 EF4A3433 EF4A3441 EF4A3444
After a lifetime of mainly expressing myself with words, my postings here will mainly rely on images. They will speak for themselves to some extent, but I'll usually add a few comments of explanation. I've taken photographs for decades, since the 1950's, inspired in part by my father's photographic skill. Four years of photo assignments and quality darkroom time eventually gave way to decades of casual and family picture-taking. I re-immersed myself when I left film and turned to digital.