Leon Turnbull Photography

Friday evening’s adventure saw me off to Lake Tahoe after work. Why you ask? Waterfalls of course. But the waterfalls are not flowing anymore you say? Not exactly. There is actually still a bit of snow in the mountains but definitely the creeks are on their way out for the year.

My plan: Cascade Falls. You can see the waterfall from Emerald Bay Road before you get to the trailhead, and I examined it closely before starting on the hike. It was looking a bit meager from a distance without a doubt, but I decided to go anyway. Up close and personal, I thought it would be decent enough. And it was.

The trail was busy with plenty of other hikers, as expected. But no one would be thinking of going down to the base of Cascade Falls. Right? I had never been down to the bottom before, and this was my primary goal for the evening. How hard could it be? The waterfall only drops off a sheer 149 ft. cliff. No problems, right? Well of course, it would be a rather big problem if I went down to the bottom from the top of the cliff, but there is another way, my friends. And as it turned out, it was fairly easy. Also, fairly difficult. It was easy in the sense that it was not very steep and certainly not dangerous. It was difficult in the sense that it took quite a while and there is a lot of manzanita brush to negotiate. The “trail” winds its way down through the brush, down down down, almost all the way to the lake, then finally cuts back to the waterfall. The low flow in the waterfall allowed me to get up very close to it, which I certainly could not have done at higher flows. It was certainly quite decent.

So when I was here, I witnessed more full fledged Darwinism at work. Why does this always seem to happen at Lake Tahoe for me? Some dufus with three bushels short of a full load decided to scale down the sheer cliff beside the waterfall. I thought I was about to witness his certain destruction, and even tried to video it (but I messed up on that part – ugh). One missed step and he would have been done for, but he made it down the cliff safely. I expected him then to go over to the waterfall, but he disappeared and I did not see him again. He must have just gone back up the cliff in a spot where I could not see him, but that makes no sense at all. If you are going to risk your life and limb to scale down a sheer cliff (and not to mention when there is another easy path down to the bottom), why on earth would you not even go over to see the waterfall? I don’t get it. I suppose it is quite possible he was an expert climber and this was all child’s play to him, but I have seen too much stupidity in my lifetime.

Anyway, I decided to follow his lead, and went straight up the cliff to get to the top of the waterfall. Just kidding!!! I did go to the top of the waterfall though (the normal way), and then beyond. What I found next will amaze you. I am kidding again. Well, it might amaze you. Or surprise you. It did surprise me. But you will have to wait for my next post to find out what it was. Hint: it is probably a waterfall.

It has been a rough week for me due to being sick. I missed a couple days of work with something or other. Stomach flu, I guess, though I thought it was food poisoning at first. No distasteful vomiting, pleasantly enough, but it was enough horridness to keep me in bed a couple days. Now on Saturday, I have a darn awful cold. Just when I was starting to feel better. Ugh. Anyway, I did recover briefly enough on Friday such that I wanted to get out and hike on Friday evening after work.

I was hoping to catch another good sunset in Lake Tahoe, but it did not look too promising Friday afternoon. It seemed that it was getting more and more cloudy as the day progressed, and rain was moving into the area as well. It could be a total washout. Sometimes Tahoe can be amazing, and sometimes not so much. And most times you won’t know until you get up there which it will be. My alternative was to get up early Saturday and hike somewhere else, but I was starting to feel the cold coming on already and I knew I would not want to get up at the break of dawn on Saturday. Sleeping in was going to be a good option. It was Friday evening sunset at Tahoe or bust. Hopefully not a bust. A few prayers were made.

I have had in mind for a while to try some different hikes at Tahoe for sunset, rather than the usual suspects. But you cannot really decide until you get there to see what the weather is scheming. I got up to the summit, and geez Louise nothing looked too much good. There were heavy clouds everywhere and definitely rain in some spots. It did not seem like it mattered what I did or where I went. Sunset would be most bust-ful. I decided then to make headway on my initial plan and head over to the east side of the lake. I wanted to get a decent hike in anyway, even if it was raining, especially after not doing any exercise this week due to my sicko-ness. Lo and behold, when I arrived at the trailhead, there was some light over the lake. It might not be so bust-ful after all.

It is about a mile from the busy highway where I parked down to Skunk Harbor (Skunk HarboUr for my Canadian comrades). It is a simple and easy hike, except that it seemed to be a lot more descending than I expected – meaning that ascension would be coming later. I had the harbor all to myself. Not even a skunk in sight. It was gorgeous. I have not ever been down here before, but I had seen pictures and I knew I wanted to photograph the lake from here. In particular, I really wanted to see the setting sun line up nicely with this old pier, or pylons, or pile of logs sticking up out of the lake, or whatever they were. Unfortunately, the setting sun was not going to co-operate, thus I had to make do as best I could and shoot from a different angle. Perhaps later in the winter the sun will be more considerate of my needs. I may have to return at that time. And I may just do that, especially if another dry winter is on the horizon.

The sunset, as you can see, was certainly an amazing one. I unquestionably have had good fortune lately at Lake Tahoe with color. God is good. It is not the best sunset I have experienced at Tahoe, but definitely is right up near the top. The color lasted quite a bit longer after sunset this time, getting more and more intense, until finally it started to dissipate. I packed up, by now almost dark, and headed back up the hill, arriving back at the car, huffing deeply, and well after dark. It was a dazzling evening at Lake Tahoe.

No, your eyes are not deceiving you. This is *not* a waterfall. I can’t shoot waterfalls all the time, you know. Well, I could. In fact, I am not sure the last time I even posted a non-waterfall shot. Hmmm. Well there are, as you may know, three nice waterfalls within a mile of this location, and even more within a couple more miles. And yes I did see one of these waterfalls as I walked up the trail to this lake, but photograph it I did not. My primary mission, should I choose to accept it, was to photograph Eagle Lake at sunset, and photograph it I did.

I was not planning on going to any waterfalls this weekend or even to go hiking at all. I was just going to spend the weekend at home. Relax. Take it easy. Drink lots of beer. Then I heard from certain friends (thanks Karen) that Lake Tahoe was experiencing unusual amounts of smoke and clouds from the Rim Fire. It seemed to me there would be a strong possibility of a very nice, if not spectacular, sunset at Tahoe this weekend. So last minute plan change: drive up to Tahoe after work on Friday evening and find a spot to photograph the sunset. No waterfalls in this plan. Just beautiful Tahoe.

The Rim Fire … currently burning out of control just to the west of Yosemite National Park (far to the south of Lake Tahoe). It has actually now entered Yosemite and is heading rapidly towards Hetch Hetchy. By the time you read this, Hetch Hetchy may or may not in fact be burning. It is turning out to be one of the largest fires in California’s history. After two years of drought, everything is bone dry, and the fires are going nuts. It is certainly sad when people lose their home due to a forest fire, and also sad if beautiful scenic locations are burned (such as Hetch Hetchy if the fire reaches that far). On the other hand, there is much good to fires as well. One of these things is waterfalls. The Rim Fire has already burned quite a few waterfalls. How is that good? Am I nuts? Well it will be bad and ugly in some of the very scenic places (such as the Rainbow Pool area), but there are some other waterfalls that are now going to be suddenly accessible, which up until now have not been accessible due to the inordinate amount of brush surrounding them. If that brush has burned, it will possibly be much easier to reach these waterfalls. I can think of a few in this area that fall into this category, and I am already looking forward to trying to get to them (in the next two or three years).

Anyway, back to Lake Tahoe. There are so many scenic spots in Lake Tahoe for a sunset or sunrise, and any of these can be spectacular or duds. It is a long drive up to Tahoe from Sacramento to see a dud sunset. When I go there for a sunrise or sunset, I never have a specific location in mind. I wait and see what the weather is doing when I arrive there. As I drive down into Tahoe from the summit, I can see where the clouds are lining up and where the best possibility for color is going to be. At first, it seemed to me that Emerald Bay was going to be the best spot. The haze was thick over the lake, but the edge of it seemed to be at the west end of the lake, meaning that it might really color up nicely at sunset over the Bay. When I got over there, however, I changed my mind. The haze was just too thick over the Bay, and it did not look like it was going to color much, if at all (and I was right – there was zero color over Emerald Bay at sunset). I changed my plan and decided instead to hike up to Eagle Lake for sunset. This was a much better idea anyway. I wanted to get a decent hike in, and I have wanted to photograph Eagle Lake at sunset for quite awhile now. This was my ticket. It is only a mile up to Eagle Lake, but it is a bit of a huffer with some elevation gain, and I arrived at the south side of Eagle Lake about 20 minutes before sunset, and there was no one else around. Perfect.

Well I was not the only one around. I could hear noise at the far north end of the lake, splashing in the water. Some big animal? I thought I heard faint voices. Campers, I suppose, though I saw nothing. I heard what appeared to be a duck whistle. I finally came to the conclusion that it must have been those weird Duck Dynasty people trying to scare up all the ducks and other wildlife in the area.

I would not say the sunset was epic by any means, and it was not precisely what I had envisioned, but actually it was pretty darn sweet. Thank you Lord. But it did not last very long. Only minutes after sunset, the color all disappeared. It left as quickly as it had come. Ok then, I packed up and headed back down the hill, thinking I might even get back to the car well before dark. Not so much. The sunset disappeared quickly and the darkness came just as quickly. No problem. I had my headlamp so I was not concerned, in fact, I was expecting to hike back down in the dark, just not quite so early as I did. It was a beautiful evening at Lake Tahoe and definitely worth the trip up there from the valley.

I went back to Horsetail Falls again after work on Friday. It is the only waterfall around here that is still flowing decent. This is what I like to do in the summer, … go to Horsetail Falls. It sure seems I go here a lot anyway. Well, I guess it is a pretty sweet waterfall. Heh heh.

The weather was a lot cooler than when I came here a few weeks ago with my son. Twenty degrees cooler, actually. 63 degrees when I started the hike. Now that is sweet. The water flow, however, seemed quite a bit down since the last time. It is still quite nice though, especially considering everything else is bone dry. In fact, I may even come back again in a couple weeks.

I went to the bottom of the falls again, which is a very cool spot, no doubt my favorite little spot at this waterfall. I have been here before and gotten decent shots, so basically this time around I was just playing around. I was going for some super long exposures of the water. This one here is a 60 second exposure. I did longer ones too, but this was my favorite shot. My wife probably hates it. She doesn’t like the silky waterfalls that I like to do (which I almost always do in my photos) – so this one is probably light years over the top for her. As for me, I think it is very dreamy, but I also found that I don’t really have the patience for these super long exposures. Waiting around for two minutes per shot, whilst standing in the very cold water, umm, not exactly super exciting. Ah well, it does create a cool effect on the water. I guess I can handle it once in awhile.

This is the second weekend in a row I did not get out hiking. My excuse this week: sick in bed all weekend with a bad cold, monster stuffiness, killer sore throat, and a general overall feeling like my head has been put through a blender. Sigh.

Here is another shot of Upper Glen Alpine Falls from a couple weekends ago. Next weekend will be better for sure.