This post contains a selection of interesting photos from a recent aerial photoshoot from my powered paraglider (paramotor). I launched in the morning from the Homer Spit in Homer, Alaska and flew across Kachemak Bay for about 45 minutes of flying around the mountains before returning to the spit. A fellow paramotorer, Bruce Petska, joined me on the morning flight and now you can take a little visual tour yourself. Enjoy.
Author: Scott Dickerson
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Paramotoring with eagles in Alaska
The sun setting over the volcanoes of the Aleutian Range lighting the Kenai Mountains in purple and gold. Just the bald eagles and I slipping silently back and forth 2,000 feet above the edge of Kachemak Bay.
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Aerial photos by paramotor
Here in Alaska the days are getting longer and the weather has been trying to improve. Spring is certainly on it’s way. With the longer days and fewer storms I’ve been able to photograph from my powered paraglider (paramotor) pretty regularly in the last couple weeks. You can read my introductory post about photography from a paramotor here.
The aerial photos in this post are from an early morning flight I took last August. Leaving from the Homer Spit up and over Kachemak Bay to China Poot Bay. The wetlands in China Poot are very colorful in the autumn with interesting patterns caused by the fresh water streams and tidal sloughs. All this is backed by the sun rising over the Kenai Mountains. The crisp and still morning air was perfect for flying and photographing in.
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Aerial and air to air photoshoot for NY Times
When traveling in the ‘lower 48’ states one thing that has always surprised me is how the roads just seem to stop at nothing. Driving through the national parks especially I can hardly believe the places you can go without stepping out of the car – thinking especially of Glacier National Park and Yosemite. Those roads etched into the cliffs winding up and down the mountains. Arguably there are some impressive feats of road building in Alaska too. But for me, I’ll always try and find a way to glide past the peaks in the air before I beat my subaru up on some potholed gravel road through the mountains.