Wednesday, June 10, 2015

And the trip begins….in Moab, baby!

I have spent almost a year to the date figuring this trip out and exactly what I want to accomplish with it and to be completely honest, I still have no idea.  All I know is that I want to drive across the U.S. and document everything along the way.  I have broken out of my comfort zone and am diving into the world of video finally.  I will be posting little video blogs on my youtube page HERE and have just uploaded an introduction of my trip.  For a lengthier description of my first few days, feel free to visit it right meow.

I finally got on the road a month after my expected departure date with a stomach full of butterflies and a head full of ideas.  I have driven through Glenwood Canyon many times before, but never during sunset.  Holy shit Batman, it was stunning!  light bouncing off the canyon walls, the river roaring and sending a mist in the air that reflected insane colors off everything.  I continued on with my first destination in mind and GPS coordinates plugged into my phone.

I arrived at my destination in the dead of night with no idea of my surroundings, just the memory of some photos a buddy showed me of the location.  I traveled down a gnarly dirt road that was a little too much for the van to handle.  After an hour hike down the road just to see if there was a clearing, I headed back when it started to downpour.  By the time Hobbes and I reached the van, we were soaked and the path so muddy you could hardly walk.  How the hell am I getting out of here?  It took way too many tries and way too much concentration to turn around on that tiny muddy road to get turned around, just to face an obstacle course of boulders and tree stumps in front of me.  Screw it, I gunned it and sent stuff flying all over my camper, but I made it.  I built a fire right off the road and drank a luke warm beer that could't have tasted any better.  I wrote in my journal and passed out to the rain leaking inside my van.  On to Arches in a few hours...

Arches National Park is crazy….packed full of asian tourists.  I spent a few days there just sitting in lines in the van and waiting for enough people to move out of the way to get a clear shot of the landscape.  Worth it?  Mehhhh.  I ended up meeting a new friend, Leah, and went searching for the goods.  Holy wow, did we find them!  Dead Horse Canyon was where we ended up camping that night and view was one of the best I'd ever seen.  300' cliff walls leading into a massive valley just a few feet from our camp fire.  We drank, we laughed, and we tore down trees with our bare hands.  It was a great night after the previous and I slept like a baby.  We woke up and said our goodbyes and I headed back to Arches.  I ended up lollygagging around for a few hours and hiked to Delicate Arch for sunset.  It was a photog feeding frenzy, but the views man, the views were something else.  I made a little dinner and waited for the stars to pop out and headed to Devil's Arch and Windows and got lucky with an amazingly clear night.  The Milky Way was firing on all cylinders and made for some crazy photos.  I finally hit a wall and headed for a grocery store parking lot to pass out.

What an amazing start to an amazing trip.  Zion National Park in the morning!
Hike up to Delicate Arch

Two drops of pee came out during this photo

Leah and Hobbes Scoping the edge of the cliff

Leah's dad is a photog and some skills were passed down obviously 

Hobbes at Devils Arch

Trying to escape the massive crowd of photos to the right

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

notexactlyLOST | Episode 1 Lookout Mountain

LOST by definition is the inability to find one's way. Personally, I think it is more of a LACK of desire to find one's way. It's exploring. It's never having a final destination. It's packing your bare essentials, making a series of wrong turns and seeing what you find. It's all just one big mystery anyways so why not follow suit and play along. It's fun.

High res on Vimeo here




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Thursday, June 12, 2014

Just a few reasons why getting LOST is a good thing

Last year I traveled to Costa Rica on somewhat of a solo mission.  I knew I had a friend flying in the day after me and that a few friends were already out there, but I didn't want to have too many plans or restrictions.  I spent about a week with friends in Dominical and said my goodbye's and headed back to San Jose, where I got the privilege of meeting John, Anthony and Kathryn.  HUSS!  We formed this little family and headed for a couple volcanoes and a turtle sanctuary.  John and Anthony were buddies from the PNW and Kathryn was out on her own to go to a yoga retreat.  Kathryn is one of the most beautiful girls I've ever laid eyes on.  She's not just a bombshell, but one of the most incredibly genuine human beings I've ever had the opportunity to talk with.  Before disembarking on our separate journeys, we had a little sunrise photo op on the beach.  Had I not gone with what was thrown my way, or been open enough to the idea of getting lost, this would never have happened.   DiviĆ©rtete (enjoy)
                                                                                                                                        
-LOST













Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Austin is it's own kind of weird

I have never been to a more trendy city.  XGames was in Austin, TX this year and the homie was playing a couple DJ sets at the So-Gnar/Ford Fiesta booth, so I jumped in the car and rallied with him, because why not?  I had just gotten fired a couple days earlier and I just spent a little too much on a new camera, it only seemed appropriate.  Last year I shot XGames in LA on assignment for ESPN, but this year was strictly out for adventure.  We met up with our So-Gnar family and helped them set up their booth and mini skatepark for the event and went out for drinks later that night on the infamous 6th street.  We partied like college freshmen, we ate like backwood, bible-thumping hillbilly dudes named "Biscuit", and played Tinder Suicide.  Cut-off mom jeans, what the fuck???  If you don't know, go to Austin.  Since I wasn't on any assignment or schedule, I just rolled around and enjoyed my time out there.  Much respect to Pat, Griff, Big O, Big O's mom, Mitch, Phil, Red, Spicoli, Zeale, Sara, Nick, Caitlin, Guthrey, and everyone else I met who made the trip what it was.  Utmost thanks and respect to the one, the only, Furbie.  Love ya doggie!