Beach One-Klaloch

Shore Pine, Beach One, Olympic National Park, Washington (2017)

The last day in Forks was spent around Klaloch’s Beach One. After checking out of the Town Motel I headed south on the 101 for one last look at the coast. I was to head inland later this day and though I’d still see the water – it wouldn’t be the coast of the North […]

OLYMPIC 2017

Liberty Bell Peak and Washington Pass, Okanogan-Wenatchee National Forest, Washington (2017)

For many years I’ve had a fascination with the Pacific Northwest, and more specifically, Washington state’s Olympic Peninsula. One early memory comes from a American Wilderness TIME-LIFE series book given to me one Christmas about the Cascades. I was a young teenager in the midwest only able to dream of far away places at the […]

Covering Country: 4042N, Year 8

Wind River Mountains, c.1990

I realized something of great importance this past Saturday while traveling Iron Mountain Road in Wyoming: I love Wyoming. I love it the way you love something you didn’t realize you loved at first. The way some things kinda sneak up on you when you’re not looking then bam – there they are and you wonder […]

Winter Grasses and Snow, RMNP, Colorado

Winter is one of Colorado’s unique charms. One day we’ll be -15°, a few days later we’ll be in the mid-to-low 60’s. January can be a pretty dreary time, especially just after the holidays. Back to work we go, after what was hopefully a restful – but more likely a stressful – holiday season. Summoning […]

Chicago Lakes, Mount Evans, Colorado

One of the commonly cited demerits of 35mm film is its lack of resolution when you want to print really big. It’s true. This is a physical limitation; a wall unclimbable by any camera or any lens combination. Leica, Nikon, Canon, Zeiss… it matters not. A frame of 35mm film is a fixed size: 24mm x 36mm, and […]

Trail Ridge Road, Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado

I have had the privilege of living in Colorado since 1981 when I moved to Fort Collins to attend Colorado State University. Having moved from Illinois, I’d literally do anything to get into the mountains. At first a poor college student with no car, I once borrowed a friend’s bike – two sizes too large – to […]

Elk Mountain, Wyoming

Elk Mountain, Wyoming

At first it looked like a dead animal – a brownish, furry lump in the middle of the dirt 320. The wind blew and late morning sun peeked in and out of an active sky. Through a dirty windshield it was tough to make out. As the car slowly rolled closer, the profile of a small […]

Medicine Bow, Wyoming

Sometimes when visiting a new place surrounded by such emptiness there’s a mild reservation about leaving the imagined security of whatever semblance of civilization there is – and striking alone into the void. With minimal maps and no idea what really lay out there I check the fuel gauge and tires, listen to the car carefully for any indication of malfunction and make sure a little food and water are close at hand.