SAN RAFAEL, Calif. — It takes about a week in Northern California to give up trying to capture the beautiful scenery with a phone camera, so you do the next best thing — take pictures of dogs.
That’s easy to do here.
At beaches, in parks, on trails — even in a brew pub in a city called Petaluma — dogs rule. Pretty much anywhere you go, it borders on a live version of the P.D. Eastman kids’ book, “Go Dog, Go!”
I’m a quasi dog person, meaning I used to own two mutts, but now am quite content to enjoy other people’s dogs.
That’s easy to do here. The abundance of canines also convinced me to go with Photography Plan B, and if there’s ever a time to go with the flow, it’s on vacation 3,000 miles from home.
Plan A was to capture images of mountain ranges and other stunningly beautiful topographic evidence of what must have been incredibly violent shifts in the earth’s crust eons ago.
But my photos just weren’t cutting it.
Finally it dawned on me that my nature photography skills seemed to improve when a four-legged subject was in the frame.
It was clearly time to let vacation go to the dogs, which is not a bad way to go.
For the record, I did attempt to snap a photo of a harbor seal surfacing in the ocean at Point Reyes National Seashore (below) but it failed, for two reasons — a shy, uncooperative seal and the fact that all the nearby dogs were chasing each other on the sand, well out of the frame.