December 04, 2025
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Preparing for my next project, two months in Baja, I was running errands all day and got caught up in Carson City, Nevada at an optometrists appointment. While the eye-doctor was very kind by saying, “You know you are handsome, model handsome” I wanted to get my contact prescription and head out to photograph the final supermoon of the year.
Kristin watching the final supermoon of 2025 rise above the ridgeline of South Lake Tahoe. Follow Dalton on your favorite platform: @storiesbydalton
Yesterday, I scouted my ideas for the supermoon but all that effort was now wasted. There was no hope of my making the drive to Emerald Bay. So, I pulled an audible and headed to one of the beaches in South Lake Tahoe, CA instead.
Shaving off 20 minutes from the drive, I was able to grab my camera and the massive lens then head for the beach.
I just hoped the alignment would work and the trees wouldn’t get in the way.
What I Brought On Today’s Photo Walk:
Peak Design Lite strap (I was lucky enough to get the camo version from the Sitka collab that sold out in less than 24 hours and feel cool about that)
My shoes squishing on the beach at 4:24 pm, the moon was set to rise at 4:32 pm. Giving me 8 minutes to figure something out.
Asking Kristin, who was forced to join, to stand on a dock while I ran down the beach to see if there could be an alignment, she agreed.
Turns out, it didn’t work. So, I called here — we were out of shouting range — and said:
“It’s no use, do what you want, this beach doesn’t have an alignment.”
“Okay, I’ll walk towards you.”
“Sounds good.”
Southwest Airlines photo-bombing the supermoon. Follow Dalton on your favorite platform: @storiesbydalton
Disappointed my work the day before wasn’t going to pay off, I kept trying to find something to create a worth-while image.
As the moon rose Kristin and I tried to create something, but most of the shots were average. Which is okay and expected, only I had wished for more.
A bit bummed, I kept snapping images until at one point, a plane started to fly through the frame.
Within seconds, I shouted, “Whoa! A plane just flew through the frame and it looks rad!”
“Oh, let me see.” Kristin stated. “Oh, that is cool.”
I guess luck was on my side.
While I kept firing off frames, nothing else caught my eye. Not a big deal as the plane shot made me happy.
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About Dalton:
Dalton Johnson is a photographer, filmmaker, and writer.
Over the last 10 years, Dalton’s creative work has taken him to every continent, above the arctic circle, and below the antarctic circle.
His travels are documented in a free, weekly newsletter called UnBound, which is written for those daring to build their dream life.