These rock formations are massive, strange and beautiful. Being out here beneath the full moon was a great time. I ventured out here with some friends around midnight after shooting a junkyard in the Southern California desert.
A gorgeous, icy morning hiking around Silver Falls State Park in Oregon back in December 2014.
Back in November, one of my favorite photography partner's in crime, Quenton, ventured with me to Joshua Tree National Park for a quick trip.
At the end of our trip, before we were heading into Los Angeles to pick up another friend for part two of the adventure, the storm clouds began to roll in and the sky lit up. We dodged the rain clouds overhead and got a few shots in before the rain began to soak us. It continued for the entire two hour ride to LA.
I think it's about time to plan another trip here...
This image, of Lower Yosemite Falls, was taken during my first visit to Yosemite, back in 2012, with a large group of Google+ photographers.
Tonight, I'm heading back to Yosemite National Park for the fourth or fifth time. I'm looking forward to getting outside, back in nature this weekend. It is also fantastic that it is almost a full moon, there's fresh snow in the valley and it's also 'Firefall' weekend.
Sunset along the Columbia River just outside of Portland, Oregon.
Today, I settled back in at home after being away from San Francisco for 2 weeks. I spent the last 6 days traveling 2,600 miles across California, Arizona, Nevada and Utah while camping and shooting.
The Grand Canyon was the first stop last Sunday, after leaving San Diego. My friend Joe and I spent less than 24 hours here, but seeing the way the canyon looked during sunset, moonlight and sunrise was pretty awesome.
Beneath the colored sky,
the crimson tide weaves a melodious tone.
Heartbeats fills every breath
my smile breaks through the cerulean
and the crashing waves whisper secrets
no apology necessary
Time melts away
and the moment left is perfect.
For the third summer in a row, I visited my Dad for a few days while he was on one of his crazy 6-week road trips. This year, my brother was preparing to be a Dad himself, so he stayed home.
My Dad spent most of the trip in a 1950 Ford Woody pulling a 1947 teardrop trailer, but transmission trouble forced him to send the Woody to a shop for repairs and rent a truck for the duration of the week that I was visiting.
We spent the first few days in Banff National Park, then took the Icefields Parkway up to Jasper to close out the trip. I had spent time in BC and Alberta, but never made it to the National Parks. Like usual, I had high expectations for the trip and was not disappointed. We had our fair share of rain, but it never stopped us from getting out and exploring the snow-capped mountains, cerulean lakes and beautiful landscapes.
This morning I finally had some time to sit down and edit images.
I somehow (those of you who are photographers know how quickly this can happen) got lost in the Lightroom catalog black hole and wound up in a folder of images from 2014.
I had intended to edit this image after this trip, but it looks like I never got around to it until today.
Last weekend, Sega and I took a trip to Oregon and Washington to visit some of our friends.
The visit to Oneonta Gorge was a first for us and it was as beautiful as we imagined!
Icefields Parkway, just north of Banff National Park.
Sunwapta River along the Icefields Parkway between Banff and Jasper National Parks.
I had low expectations for this sunset last weekend. A friend had invited me to meet up that morning but the cloud cover was thick and the wind was blowing vigorously along the coast. I went to the beach with the intentions of hanging out and catching up more than shooting, but miraculously, the clouds began to clear just as the sun began to near the horizon.
Sunrise at Ruby Beach in Olympic National Park, Washington.
Trina the Triceratops braves the raging waters.