Huge peaks in the distance, massive animals proudly strutting the fields, and sheep with horns so big the obvious fact must be mentioned in their name. The visual impact is so great, you might miss the tiniest critters whose diminutive stature makes them a challenge to spot. Their desire to go unnoticed generally leads to most of...
As discussed in the last post, “Fishing for Dreams,” I was a weird kid.
Not much has changed since then, I’m still weird, and pretty damn happy about it. One of the many upsides of great weirdness is the great friends you have. Sure, normal people probably have more friends, but I’m a quality, not quantity person. Normal people are...
The corner of a classroom was my home for much of third grade.
The white, cinder block crook in the wall was far from a punishment however, it was instead a caring effort by a tolerant teacher to keep me from being a continued menace when I had reached her limit. She was in fact, a wise woman. A less...
The alarm went off sharply at 06:00, waking me from a wonderful dream. It was a dream where I traveled around in a camper van I built while photographing some of America’s most impressive critters. Just kidding, it was no dream at all! My alarm woke me right into that great life I was living, and I...
My incessant pestering of my friends, Ashley and Jason, had finally paid off and we were on our way to Hurricane Ridge to play in the snow. They had been avoiding this journey for a month. Often their reasons were things like, “it’s cold,” and, “there’s snow.” But my persistence really wore them down, and my friends decided to...
After spending many days far off the beaten path on forest service roads, my arrival to Gardiner Montana was a much-anticipated event. It was going to have all the amenities! A paved road, a restaurant, even a bathroom that wasn’t a tree. I was excited for the comforts but wasn’t exactly wielding high hopes for great wildlife...
“That’s crazy,” is the response most people have upon seeing photographs of sharks bumping their noses against my camera housing. Despite my best efforts to assuage their fears, most people aren’t going to easily let go of their image of a big, bad shark. Through no fault of our own, we have developed a deeply ingrained terror of sharks. ...
Florida is not normally associated with a serious paragliding destination, but my experience in 2015 changed all of that. Powered paragliding became an obsession for me early in the year, and
the idea of riding the rising columns of air had always seemed exciting. The only problem was, everyone I talked to about my great plans to soar on the afternoon...
About 4 years ago, I met two girls from Japan who were studying abroad in Florida. The three of us took my boat out, went fishing, and even had a sushi dinner on the day I speared a nice cobia. When they left, we said our goodbyes and I didn’t think I’d ever see either of them again. This...
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"Adventurer, photographer, and airline pilot, in that order. Let’s explore more, complain less, and make the world a little better each day."
