Date Taken: 2/18/2017 -- 35mm -- 6 sec.-- F:1/18 -- ISO:100

It's not over 'til the fat lady sings!

11/28/2020 - My first post! Welcome to my first psuedo Facebook post, however, this comes without the angry political posts and your friends trying to get you to buy their make-up. I waneted to start off with one of my favorite photos.

This was an unusually warm February day with temps in the 50's. I went out for a walk around my neighborhood but the scenery was pretty dull. In February there are no green trees, budding flowers or blue skies. As the afternoon got later, I decided to head down towards the Stone Arch Bridge. I thought this would at least provide something athestetically pleasing to take pictures of. I randomly ran into another phototagrapher friend of mine. We walked around a little and decided to post up down near the bottom of the bridge. We weren't the only ones that had this idea. I set up my tripod and we waited for sunset to see if anything would happen. As the sun started setting, you could tell that it would be a banger. After about 20 minutes, I thought the best of the sunset was over and I started to pack up. After all it was February and it was starting to get a litle cold. My friend looked at me and I looked around and realized no one else was packing either. I decided to stay a little while longer. Boy, am I glad I did. Not 5 min later the sky exploded. It was the most vibranct sunset I have ever seen. With the glowing lights of the city, the warm lights of the bridge and the fire in the sky, it turned out to be a pretty amazing photo that almost didn't happen. The lesson? The sunsent is not over until it's over.

Date Taken: 7/30/2020 -- 23mm -- 1/5000 sec.-- F: 1/4 -- ISO:200

Dude, We're not in Minneapolis anymore

2/21/2020 - This photo was taken in the Boundary Waters in Northern Minnesota. Some friends and take a yearly pilgrimage to the backwoods. It starts with us backing our back packs with everything we need to survive for a week. There is no Kwik Trips, power outlets or shelter for the duration of our trip. I sleep in a hammock, eat dehydrated meals, filter the water I drink and hang my food in a tree so it doesn't get eaten by bears. This is by far my favorite vacation of the year. I turn my phone off before we gt in our canoe to set out on our voyage and I don't turn it back on until we are in the car on our way back home. 5-6 days of no outside communication with the outsidte world, I'm completely disconnected and it is an incredible feeling. This past year, I went a whole week without even thinking about Covid-19, it never crossed my mind. I was more worried about wild animals in camp, actually finding a camp, figuring out how we were going to get through our 6 miles of portages* -- needless to say, I had other life threatning issues to deal with. The days are spent paddling and protaging to our next location, taking the occasional break to take in the scenery or a snack. The nights are spent talking by the campfire reminiscing while making new memories. This photo is one of many that show the true beauty of the boundary waters.
*Portaging is where we need to carry the canoe from one body of water to the next. Not all lakes and rivers are connected so we need to pack light in order to carry it all. Portages can be short, maybe 100 yards, to very long like a mile plus. The caoes our outfitted with a pad in the middle so allow you to easily balance the canoe on your shoulders. With your pack and the canoe, one could easlity be carrying over 100lbs on your back through these portages. They are certainly challenging be provide an incredibly rewarding feeling when it's all said and done.