smell*bound
Sunday morning in Portland, a light but steady rain was falling. I had a few hours to kill before heading...
alone
Vintage Savannah
Big changes were on my mind, life altering actually, but then again aren't all changes in their own way? I...
Tybee
Palm trees in the distance, a rickety and wooden fence line in the sand. A mild winters day on the...
Yachats
I take the scenic but long two and half hour drive south from Portland, slowly going through green valleys and...
Midnight in the garden of good and evil
"Bonaventure Cemetery...1 mile." A small sign so indiscreetly placed along a simple highway that I missed it the first time....
low tide at Playa Bandera
It's low tide as I pull into the dusty parking lot of Playa Bandera. There is a man in a...
Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks (Part Three, the descent)
All things that go up, must come down. I follow the law of gravity and start my descent back into...
Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks (Part Two, the summit)
“There is only one success—to be able to spend your life in your own way.” –Christopher Morely My feet...
another snorkeling attempt at Chileno beach
It's no secret, I think the ocean looks better from the shore, or a boat. Anything other than actually getting...
The Guadalupe Mountains
My sense of direction was gnawing to go left instead of right, and so with a quick flip of the...
Come and Go Blues
The clean air and city streets of Atlanta surprise me as much as the Ferris wheel located downtown. It's as...
a moment to myself in Zambia
All the hard work in Nairobi... Running an expedition team, building a school, unconditionally giving every last piece of myself...