Fiordland National Park
There are moments I want to remember and record. Textures, patterns, colours, sounds. The little pinpoints of phosphorescence in the inky ocean night. The reflections of clouds and native forest undulating along the surface during the day. The interface between air and water, that magical place where you submerge and…
Where have I been?
Photo by Lorelei I’m here. Working, living, exploring thoughts and attitudes and dreams. Thinking about dreams and next steps. Thinking about the worth of my current situation. Whether that situation has anything to offer to anyone reading. Whether it’s not worth much at all, and I should keep it hidden,…
Coming Home
At sunrise we packed up and we left Point Reyes. We hiked up and away from the coast, back into the trees, over hills and down valleys, along rivers and eventually to the car. After farewelling family and loved ones, it was time to board the plane… It felt monumental.…
Grand Canyon and Point Reyes Gallery
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The Road Home
The Grand Canyon. We finally completed the circle and came back to a point where much of our adventure had started during the northern hemisphere summer. The national forest outside of Grand Canyon National Park sits at roughly 8000 ft. We climbed from our tent at first light. As the…
Three Rivers and Wild Spirit Gallery
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Three Rivers and Wild Spirit (heading west)
Our journey home started when we left White Sands. We stopped in Three Rivers Petroglyphs, we visited rescued wolves and wolf mixes on the western edge of New Mexico, and we stayed two nights in the Grand Canyon, but they all felt like stops on the way home. While there…
White Sands Gallery
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Cloudcroft and White Sands
When we woke in Oliver Lee Memorial State Park, we were again able to see our surroundings for the first time at sunrise. Nestled at the bottom of a mesa, overlooking a wide plateau ringed by distant mountains, with yellow white morning light spilling across the basin, we found ourselves…