Posts from the “Creeks” Category

Is it Spring on Thomas Creek?

Posted on January 3, 2015

Lifting Fog on Thomas Creek

It’s January 3rd and the last time I checked, we are somewhere in the first part of Winter, right? Well, how come there are flowers on the maple trees? Today was 83 degrees, a record high. Some trees are still dropping leaves, others are pushing out new ones. For the most part the landscape looks bare but there’s a lot of new life ready to explode. And we haven’t had a day below freezing yet! The trip to Thomas Creek is about 45 minutes from the house. I woke up later than planned and as the sun rose I could see that there was fog in the low areas. In fact I was concerned that it may be too foggy to photograph…wishful thinking! I arrived at the boat ramp at 7:45, the sun was making an appearance and then the fog lifted. It’s amazing how quickly the area cleared out. You could see the blue sky suddenly appear as the remnants of the fog moved away. I was so disappointed. 30 minutes could have provided enough time to get a few shots in the creek, but this will have to wait until next time. The fog continues to elude me!

Transparency – Thomas Creek

Thomas Creek is an ideal paddling experience. It is long, winding, and free from a lot of obstructions. I was fortunate that some clouds came in and provide some ideal conditions for photography. I was prepared to continue my series on the FL winter landscape but the appearance of the spring growth was a big surprise. I’m looking forward to the next transformation.

Winter Morning on Thomas Creek

Hints of Spring – Thomas Creek

Durbin Creek 4 – Early Winter

Posted on December 20, 2014

Winter’s Presence

It’s late December but still quite warm in Florida. Late Autumn is strange here, the leaves start to change in mid-November and it seems like there will be changing leaves on the trees until early spring. For the most part, the maples, beech, and ash are all losing leaves, and the landscape has transformed to a mix of browns, oranges, and dark greens. A big difference from the greens of summer. It’s much brighter due to the loss of leaves, so the look of the creek is more heavily influenced by the light. I still prefer the overcast, mostly cloudy skies that may bring just a hint of sunlight. This provides a much longer day to be shooting.

Creek Cloud Line

I started at the Bartram Canoe Trail launch off Racetrack Road at sunrise (7:20). The sky was filled with beautiful soft white clouds and the sky was a deep blue. Being alone has its advantages. I enjoy the peace and quiet of an early morning paddle. There’s nothing like it. As the sun fills the creek with light, you can hear the birds. On a calm day there is silence in the trees. I made my way past vaguely familiar views as the leafless trees take on a new characteristic. I scan for new compositions and find that the reflections in the water are particularly striking. I think this is because of the quantity of light and stillness of the water. As I set up for a shot, for the first time I notice how my own presence creates ripples in the water. Even if I anchor and wait in stillness for several minutes, each small movement I make moves the boat just a hair, and this sends a field of waves into the frame. As I paddle I am “ahead” of the wave and can see many incredible crystal-clear reflections. But when I stop to setup for a shot, I can never be still enough to keep the water absolutely still. I’ll be working on stillness techniques for sure, as I am continually intrigued with the nature of the reflections.

Spatterdock

As I started paddling I started to notice the droning of the land clearing machines working on several large subdivisions off of Racetrack Road. Not only was the silence of the morning broken but the smell diesel fumes permeated the air. My deep concern was the closeness of these developments to the creek, and if the home owners were granted dock access to the creek. This happened recently to some estate sized homes built on Bishop Estates Road. Although several hundred yards from the creek, these homeowners were granted permits to build long boardwalks through the wetlands and build a dock to anchor their boats. Nothing distracts more from a pristine creek than a dock with a motorboat. I can’t understand how these permits get granted, but like anything else, those with money can buy the rights to just about anything they want.

Inside the Corklan Branch

During the summer the area around the power lines is clogged with water hyacinth and Spatterdock. Since the winter has killed most of the vegetation, the creek is clear throughout. I did a quick detour to explore Corklan Branch, a small tributary. These side streams are always fun but normally you can’t get very far before being stopped by fallen trees. I paddled out about 4.5 miles and then decided to turn around. It was now noon and I knew I had a long paddle back to the car. The day was perfect and I enjoyed seeing the continuing transformation of the creeks as the seasons progress. As we move into winter, more leaves will be lost and the creeks will take on their most lifeless appearance, signaling the coming of spring.

Creek Tangles

Autumn on Big Davis and Julington Creek

Posted on November 17, 2014

Sunrise Mist on Big Davis Creek

It’s been a few weeks since the kayak has seen any water. I arrived at the St. Augustine Road launch a little before sunrise and saw that the Spatterdock has largely died off allowing a clear path up Big Davis Creek. I was excited. There was some lingering fog on the water and plenty of very large spider webs. I paddled for about a half mile and was turned around by two big trees blocking access. As I turned around I noticed that my light had changed. I much prefer side/backlight. The frontal light was bright and not creating the landscapes I was looking for. There were still lots of leaves on the trees although the overall color had definitely changed. I found a small tributary stream and made my way as far as I could. I was surrounded by autumn color.

Surrounded by Autumn

As Big Davis ended I made a right onto Julington Creek. Some familiar scenes were in the process of transformation and it was nice to see some colors other than shades of green on the trees. By now all of the fog had burned off and the sun was trying hard to make its way into the creek.

Fall Colors on Julington Creek

Fallen Branch – Julington Creek

The turnaround on Julington Creek comes quickly and soon I was on my way home. Autumn has definitely left its mark on the landscape and I look forward to the changes ahead.

Blue Sky Reflections on Big Davis Creek

Deep Creek 3 – Hints of Autumn

Posted on November 11, 2014

Autumn Highlights – Deep Creek

It’s almost mid November and most of our northern friends have seen the change of seasons. We are just seeing some changes around here, mostly maples and some other hardwoods that tend to dump their leaves at the first sign of cold weather. There are plenty of leaves on the trees but there has been a lot of leaf loss as can be felt by the amount of light now available to shoot. Deep Creek is always a good place to go because you are guaranteed to have a nice long paddle without a lot of deadwood or obstacles. There are actually two parts to the creek, upstream (east) and downstream towards the St. Johns (west). I always like to head upstream to see how far I can go. We paddled for at least 2 miles before things started to get messy and finally a big log turned us around. We covered a part of the western route too but the sun came out in full force and put a damper on the shooting party.

Fallen Leaves – Deep Creek

With the additional light I noticed the reflections more and tried to work these into the compositions. The sun is also much lower on the horizon which helps a lot. The visual experience is still all very new to me especially with the changes in the color palette. I’m continuing to shoot with a wide angle zoom (24-70), with most images made between a 45-55 mm focal length. I’m particularly enjoying the absence of bugs and 100% humidity, which makes for a very pleasant paddle.

Sky Reflection – Deep Creek

Yellow and Greens at the turnaround – Deep Creek

Autumn Paddle on Durbin Creek

Posted on November 1, 2014

Reflections of Autumn on Durbin Creek

Signs of Autumn from the kayak Today almost didn’t happen but I desperately needed to break my long hiatus and get out on the water. Cold, wind, and sun were in the forecast. The temperature today was 48 at the launch site with 30 knot winds. I know the tops of the trees were going crazy but the creek stayed relatively calm. Gray kindly let me sit in the boat while he pushed me in since I did not have my waterproof boots yet. I was dressed in several layers with my North Face ski jacket on the outside. Florida boys get chilled easily! As we started the paddle my first impression was the slight yellowing of the leaves. The deep, dark greens of summer were gone, and so were the mosquitoes and flies. More light entered the forest and I immediately rejoiced at being able to set my ISO lower. The creek was also running high, as in prior weeks a healthy amount of rain had fallen. We saw some small side streams that we didn’t recognize.

For the first mile, you could hear the big machines clearing the trees for a new subdivision. I could even smell the diesel fumes. The development (called Julington Estates or something like that) is part of the huge complex that has taken over Race Track Road. There is no stopping them, and the housing recession only temporarily halted their goal of leveling every forest in St Johns County. If I see a dock emerge on Durbin Creek from that development I will be seriously upset. They are getting very close to the boundaries of the wetlands.

Durbin Creek is well maintained, and we knew that the big hyacinth clog under the power lines (at about 2 miles) was cleared. We don’t know if someone came in and sprayed or if they physically removed the vegetation, but it was so nice to be able to paddle through. We went another half mile before turning back. I was very happy with the images from the trip. I’m also trying a few B&W conversions. Normally I would not have gone out on a cloudless bright sunny day, especially one that was both windy and cold. But this goes to show that you need to just show up to make things happen.

Egret on Durbin Creek

Autumn Morning on Durbin Creek

Creek to Sky – Durbin Creek

McGirts Creek

Posted on July 19, 2014

Sunrise at Ringhaver Park – McGirts Creek

I arrived at Ringhaver Park at 6:20 hoping to get a good start on the morning. A previous scouting mission revealed an alternate entrance to the canoe launch path at the end of Morris Road. I unloaded and attached the wheels and started hauling the boat. The path is paved but it is about a 20 minute walk. I arrived at the launch point sweaty and tired, but the sun was rising and I could see the orange glow against the purple sky. A few clouds too, much to my satisfaction.

Morning Stillness looking North – McGirts Creek

There’s nothing like a “fresh” creek, still and silent, ready to receive my boat and the start of the day. As I paddled out of the small cove into the main creek I could see that McGirts (or is this still the Ortega River?) is a formidable body of water. I had to stop to take it in, me being the only person as far as I could see. The sun continued to rise as I started my journey upstream going south.

Along the West Bank – McGirts Creek

Power Lines – McGirts Creek

I passed under some power lines and stopped to photograph. From the Google map I knew that the creek didn’t narrow down until Collins road, which was a good 2.5 miles. The current was light, and I started a good rhythm, stopping intermittently to grab a shot. Soon I passed what turned out to be the only house/building on the creek. It was an obnoxious compound, with a large dock, screened swimming pool and porches, and lots of glass doors looking out on the water. A large lawn, fences, and several No Trespassing signs completed the site. Two large black dogs started barking as I paddled by, a most un-welcomed sign. Maybe some nice people live here, but certainly they are completely unsympathetic to the creek. I wonder why they were the only visible water front property I saw, perhaps they got some special permit to build a monument to humanity. I’m glad the rest of the creek wasn’t spoiled by development.

The creek started to narrow and around 9:00 I could hear the sound of traffic. Around one more corner and I could see the Collins Road overpass. I love going through these “tunnels” except for the occasional large spiders that seem to love it under there. I could definitely feel the current now and was working to keep the boat going south. Between Collins Road and I-295 is a nice stretch with lots of overhanging trees. My problem was that the current was keeping the boat in constant motion and I really needed an anchor point to frame a shot. The occasional downed tree limb offers the best place to steady yourself for the moment it takes. The creek was too deep for the anchor pole.

Overpassing Nature – McGirts Creek at the intersection of I-295

Most of the I-295 construction is complete and I stopped to admire the massiveness of the highway above. The exit ramp itself is three lanes, in addition to 3 lanes of the interstate in each direction. It was close to high tide and I was able to easily touch the bottom of the structure, another foot and I would be crouching down. I stopped for a while in the coolness taking some interesting shots and listening to the rumble of the traffic. I thought that most people passing over had no idea they were going over such a beautiful creek and if they did notice anything they probably thought this was a drainage ditch.

Primeval Forest – McGirts Creek

From this point the creek narrowed more and became twisty, my kind of landscape. Each creek seems to have its own “signature” and McGirts seemed to be more primeval than most. The gnarled trees covered with air plants added to the ambiance. I reached the Blanding Blvd. overpass and again these glimpses of civilization stood in stark contrast to the wildness of the creek. The intersection of Blanding and I-295 is probably one of the busiest roadways in the city. I’m amazed that the planners saved the flora and didn’t just cut it all down.

Black Hole – McGirts Creek

Just past Blanding a large tree had fallen and blocked the path. I was disappointed. I’m sure the next section was special and one day perhaps I will return. I started back this time with the current. Nice to be gliding along with an occasional paddle to steer. Interesting how the light from another direction can change a scene. I prefer a back-side light when doing these types of landscapes. Makes the layers of foliage separate. Near I-295 there was a small side stream that I explored. As I retraced my steps everything seemed familiar and I made good time passing under Collins Road and then continuing upstream to the lone residence. The was a large tree with yellow leaves that caught my eye. Around 11:00 I heard the sound of a speedboat and a jet ski roared by. They were followed shortly thereafter by 2 other boats, happy to be going full throttle on the creek. I don’t think they realize that their wake can really mess with a kayak. I grumbled to have to share the creek and knew that my time was up. Having 4 hours all to myself was a treat.

I passed under the power lines and knew the canoe launch was close. No one was there as I approached. I pulled the boat out of the water, attached the wheels, and mentally prepared myself for the long portage. It was not fun, but the nature trail is shady and filled with some great trees. I was soon at the car and was a happy camper when all was secure and the a/c was on.

Six Mile Creek

Posted on July 13, 2014

Entrance to Six Mile Creek from Palmo Cove

It seemed like we paddled for six miles before reaching the SR-13 overpass and what I consider the start of the creek. A decision to put in at the Palmo Cove boat ramp was probably not that wise, since it is 1.7 miles to the Crab Shack, through mainly open water. A decision not to use the Crab Shack access will be reconsidered next time. The only place to launch a boat there is not really designed for canoes or kayaks.

Reflected Union – Six Mile Creek

Tunnel Reflection – Six Mile Creek

By the time we passed the bridge the sun was up and bright with not a cloud in the sky. I would guess we made it another 2 miles before we were turned around by a log. The creek itself was shady once the width narrowed and the trees arched over. I can see some beautiful photographs in different lighting conditions. When the light is poor we call refer to the trip as “reconnaissance.” Some people say there is no poor light, but for what I am looking for I need cloudy days.

Light Dance – Six Mile Creek

Even with the high contrast and highlights I was happy with the images. Sometimes you have to deal with what is there, and this was a wondrous place. I think we saw 2 docks. We’ll be back.

Simpson Creek

Posted on June 29, 2014

We’re going where? On Ft George River in search of Simpson Creek

I can honestly say this was our most difficult trip. I think we were nervous anyway because this was our first saltwater trip and we would not have our calm, peaceful, tree-covered creek. Salt marshes cover a majority of the wetlands around the mouth of the St Johns so we needed to explore. Our put in was at the Ft George Inlet boat ramp on Hecksher Drive, right before you cross over to Big Talbot Island (going north). It is 1.5 miles to the mouth of Simpson Creek over what seemed like the Atlantic Ocean, complete with sand bars and flowing water (against us). The tides are a big deal here, and we paddled hard. The sun was up and there were no clouds to protect us, no trees to shade us, no breeze except for the head wind. If I had any sense I would have turned around. Gray seemed to be having a good time, so when the trip quickly turns out to be a photo bust, you turn it into a workout session.

Mouth of Simpson Creek

Originally we were going to put in at Kayak Amelia, which would have put us in the middle of the creek where we wanted to be. For some insane reason we chose not to do that. Just too easy. We reached Kayak Amelia after 3.5 miles of tough paddling and we continued another half mile to the A1A bridge. After a long rest in the shade our alternative was to turn back, or leave our boats and hitchhike. It had taken us about 3 hours to get here, the return trip we knew, would be harder since the tides were coming in. Of course the temperature was in the 90s.

I really don’t enjoy paddling my boat for the sake of paddling. There’s no inner joy or zen release to move my paddle through the water, or to know that your destination is 3+ hours away and there is nothing you can do to make it shorter. Sometimes you play games like playing you’re on Hawaii-Five-O and one of the guys paddling that dugout canoe racing through the water. Other times you try to keep each stroke perfect so that you might just shave a half second off your time. Or you hope for that tailwind to push you along. Then a speedboat comes by, waves, and creates a wake that jostles your balance and spins you around. Curse you! But I’m having fun, enjoying the Florida sun, getting a great tan, and an awesome shoulder workout. Gray stated yelling at his boat about it going in the wrong direction when he stops paddling. Huh? I think he was losing it.

When we exited the creek and headed towards the bridge we had a new focal point. The only problem was that after 30 minutes the focal point seemed to be in exactly the same place. Was it possible that the combination of wind, tide, and exhaustion actually kept us in a stationary position? A few paddlers were going in the opposite direction, happy as clams, drinking beer, and doing very little paddling. Hmmm, they were riding the tide. Smart. I wonder what they thought of us, obviously struggling. Fellow kayakers can always tell when things aren’t going right, it’s the secret kayak intuition. “Hi, beautiful day to be on the water!” “Catch any fish?” “No, we’re photographers.” “That explains why you’re a moron trying to paddle against the tide at noon!” “Enjoy your day!”

When we returned the first thing I told Gray was to cross this trip off our list. “Done!”

Deep Creek 2

Posted on June 28, 2014

Summer Morning – Deep Creek West

My second visit, this time paddling west towards the St Johns River. I knew the light was not going to be with us. Bright sunny mornings are the norm in Florida. The clouds usually roll in after noon and build into thunderstorms. Good light but being in a boat in a lightening storm is not something I want to do. Going west the creek gently widens. Deep Creek is part of the Deep Creek Conservation Area, a watershed set aside by the government to protect the wetlands and actually help the farmers deal with temperature fluctuations and flooding.

At one point there is a small island that splits the creek. I attempted two handheld panoramic shots that ended up being the keepers for the trip. This is another place to return under better conditions.

Split – Deep Creek West

Deep Creek

Posted on June 22, 2014

After the Rain – Deep Creek East

My first visit to Deep Creek. A full hours drive from the house. Nice launch area with plenty of parking on the side of SR-207 near Hastings. I paddled upstream and hoped for the best. Immediately I was immersed in a special world. Last night’s rain left the trees with plenty of moisture and there was a mist still lingering on top of the water. Not a soul in sight. I asked myself what is a “perfect” creek excursion? I think this was close.

Altar of Light – Deep Creek East

As the sun rose I could see some shafts of light coming through the moist air. A particularly strong shaft of light caught my eye and I turned around to make another approach to make a photograph. That’s when I noticed the light’s reflection meeting at the surface of the water. This was new for me. After a few exposures (well more than a few) I resigned myself to having witnessed a special moment of discovery. Being on the creek brings the element of reflection to the composition. I knew this, but am continually surprised on how reflections appear. Sometimes the water is still, sometimes there’s a light ripple, and sometimes a fish jumps and leaves concentric circles. All of these surface conditions change the quality of the reflection.

Forest Renewal – Deep Creek East

I was disappointed to be turned around after about an hour. The tide was not high, so progress is dictated by the deadwood. The tree looked relatively fresh and perhaps I’ll return with my hand saw to try to make it further in. As the sun rises, the mist burns off, and the creek transforms into yet another view.

Turnaround Tree – Deep Creek East