Tales from the road Pt. 1

This last month has been one of the most adventurous and exciting months in my whole life (thus far that is). I have been wandering, hiking, driving, and biking around Colorado now for about a month now, and I have seen things that I had only previously imagined existed somewhere. I have hundreds of new photos, so I'll start slow.

Outside Cedar City, our first stop for the night.

Sand Arch, Arches National Park, Utah

Me rigging up a portrait of  us.

Home from the road

To say the least, I think I've had a life changing trip. I just got home from spending all of the last 4 days camping alone and surfing in Santa Barbara. I scored all day glass-offs (alone for the most part until three guys showed up and crowded up the place), some of the clearest water I've seen in my life, shot 7 rolls of film, and was able to really unwind and relax. Seeing some close friends and spending some time wandering around the city shooting some photos at night capped it off.

I’ve got to say thanks to Surfline for calling for it to be flat in Santa Barbara all weekend. It wasn’t. And no one bothered to check but me.

Pre dawn drives

I thrive off of leaving my house at 4:30am. There’s just something about being on the road nearly alone (except this is Southern California, so you’re never totally alone) before dawn. This was one of those mornings. I was southbound, going for some surf, and held the shutter wide when the glow of the sun starting peeking over the horizon line.

Patterns in traffic

I spend a lot of time navigating the veins of Southern California’s freeways at night. I can’t even begin to describe the thoughts and revelations I’ve had while watching traffic lines and listening to music. It’s honestly one of my favorite things. A good album and an empty freeway at night is where I do my best thinking.

The world, it burns