San Juan Mountains, Colorado. September, 2017
This road led me to you
wide-eyed and waiting
for love to let you escape.
Photo: "Castle Mountain"
One of my favorite peaks within the Banff National Park in Alberta.
Fast Fact: This peak was known as "Mount Eisenhower," from 1946-1979, in honor of Dwight D. Eisenhower.
Photo: "Vermillion"
Overlooking the Vermillion Lakes in Banff, Canada.
Photo: "Goodbye... For Now"
I realize this photo is nothing spectacular, but the feeling I get while staring into this image evokes amazing memories from an unforgettable journey.
This was taken on my last hour in the San Juan Mountains of Colorado last month. Casey, Tony and I had spent many days exploring 4x4 trails, the backroads of the San Juan mountains, waking up surrounded by only nature and solitude each morning. It was hard to say goodbye and as I drove down this highway one last time, the clouds opened up and put on a lovely light show for me as if to say, "Goodbye for now. I know you will be back soon."
Photo: "Backroad Gold"
The backroads of Colorado unturned a number of old, abandoned mines, most in a state of natural decay without much human influence.
Photo: "Snow-Capped"
Last week I returned from an incredible week in Colorado, exploring 4x4 trails and the lesser seen parts of the San Juans.
The higher elevations saw a light dusting of snow a few days before we arrived, which gave the landscape a beautiful glow.
This 4x4 trail led us past a ghost town and mine before winding up to this mountain top.
Photo: "In Broken"
It can try to break you,
overbear and control
every inch of you gives in
then you pay for what others lack,
but your soul cries for more
when you focus the light
after opening your eyes
you see the stars up close.
Photo: "Currents"
I could stare at these mountains all day.
We returned to this location a few times during our trip to Iceland and each time, the weather presented new conditions for us to observe.
Photo: "Iceland Snowscapes"
A few days before we landed in Iceland, the country experienced a heavy storm that blew in fresh snow.
Our first afternoon there, a few more inches of snow fell and we were presented a beautiful blanket of white.
Photo: "Vestrahorn Mountains"
While in Iceland, I saw my first aurora borealis. On this particular night, I sat for a few hours watching the lights dance in the sky. It was incredible and very much worth the frozen fingertips.
Photo: "Adrift"
Cruising through Glacier Bay National Park just after sunrise last July, watching as ice broke free from the glaciers.