Photographs of Yosemite


I had never been to Yosemite. It’s always been on the list but never made it happen. People say that taking photographs of Yosemite is a right of way into nature photography. I suppose I would agree with them.

This place will really move you. The experience is massive – not only because the rocks and the trees are massive but because the landscape has thousands of little paths that can lead you down a trail, by yourself, in the middle of the forest watching mule deer eat the flowers off of stems for an hour.

Vernal Falls was the top experience for us, hands down. Some of the other stuff felt a little like a theme park with all of the foreign tourists (Chinese) taking selfies in front of godly nature. Yosemite Falls is cool, but not moving like Vernal Falls. We hiked the Mist Trail and our rain gear was dripping wet like we had gone through a Texas rain storm. But when we made it to the top and saw that beast we were both speechless. It wasn’t until 30 minutes after we had come down past the original trailhead that we began talking again. “I can’t believe that.” “I can’t believe that either.” We repeated those these phrases until we got back to our cabin tent.

We got a river site, 515, at Housekeeping Camp and couldn’t have been luckier. Every morning we woke up to a fresh stream of water and the still soft sunlight. Only one night did we get spooked when Alexis woke me up with an elbow to the rib saying, “It’s a bear!” when I clapped my hands and watched an 8 pound fuzzy raccoon run off from inside our tent. Curious little guy. Glad it wasn’t a bear in there I suppose. Although all I wanted to do on this trip was see a bear.

Our 14 days concluded here in Yosemite and for the last 4 days my heart has been cracked wide open. We were both moved and the experience gave us something to remember and feel for the rest of our lives.

Big Sur vs Yosemite would be like Batman vs Superman.

DSC_1246 DSC_1314 DSC_1272DSC_1373 DSC_1292 DSC_1382DSC_1262DSC_1376 DSC_1312  DSC_1320 DSC_1326  DSC_1357  DSC_1364    DSC_1388

Photographs of Big Sur + Northern California


I’ve made a point to come here every year since I’ve been living in California. Having Alexis with me was special because she had never been here before. When you drive this coast for the first time you’re like a kid again, so, by proxy, I was transformed into an 8 year old.

This trip was a cloudy and stormy one so the mood was heavy and deeply sensitive. The whole world is changing and being stomped out by tourists with selfie sticks but Big Sur remains a force that doesn’t bend it’s integrity to attract more people. If you don’t respect this place it will swallow you. But if you spend enough time it’ll make you greater.

DSC_0811-2DSC_0801 DSC_0815 Hearst-Cove


I’ve only made this trip one other time and I don’t remember any of it. We stopped at Trinidad State Beach and found a few secret spots to get out of the car and jump in an icy-blue river. On the count of 3 I said but apparently I was the only one involved in that conversation.

DSC_0919  DSC_0929 DSC_0934   DSC_0945