There’s nothing better than hitting the road with a full tank of gas, a playlist of podcasts loaded and the windows rolled down. Road tripping across the rugged landscape of the American West never gets old. But after traveling a certain route time and time again, it’s often easy...
Occasionally when visiting a national park, I am taken back by the sheer oddness of the landscape. Bryce Canyon National Park, nestled 78 miles from Zion and 150 miles from the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, is one of those places that you might find yourself saying, “Huh? How did...
Sometimes I feel nostalgic for the good old days when everything was a lot less complicated. Time moved at a slower pace and the transfer of information and images weren’t instantaneous. You actually had to wait to see, anticipate and look forward to how a photograph would turn out...
It’s hard to stay away from the road too long. Last weekend, as we sped steadily across the Olympic Peninsula, rain hit the pavement in a sporadic stream and softly trickled down the car windows in small droplets. Although it was the end of May, it was a crisp 60 degrees. The sky was...