So Yosemite is far-and-away my favorite place in the world, I lost track of how many times I've been there years ago. This shot is from my last sunrise mission in June, (which was very sadly cut short due to illness).
Over the course of the next two months I'll be writing an interactive eBook about the park, which will be free to download. Very excited to share the beauty of Yosemite in what is a new medium for me.
I'm grateful that my friends at @clifbar appreciate weekend adventures with your kids as much as I do! #feedyouradventure isn't limited to a final push to summit a mountain or training for a triathlon, but includes that family mountain bike trip you've been wanting to take or even heading to your favorite park with your little ones. For me, it's about getting outside and enjoying the beauty that surrounds you. Have a great weekend! #sponsored#clifcontributor
Hellofa morning at the treehaus.
So I'm sleeping this morning, it's around 8am, my second to last 9-80 Friday-off and was intending on sleeping in. I jolted awake to the sound of a loud crash. A boom I hadn't heard since a neighboring tree fell next to my house. That's what I immediately assumed happened again.
I get up, throw on some clothes and boots to survey the damage, I hit my bathroom light switch and it doesn't turn on. Shit. So I go outside and see the power line to my house, including all its conduit, ripped from the service pole to literally the breaker box inside my home, it's all on the ground next to my home. A tractor that was clearing up some chaparral debris had left its boom up when it went down the driveway and clipped the line. It pulled out the conduit even. Headed down to the service pole and turned off the power breaker from the source.
My landlord and I were looking over the mess and he says while shaking his head, "It'll be awhile before you have power again, I'm sorry to say." "No problem. These things happen." He takes off to get some supplies.
My landlord's older brother comes by and starts walking the perimeter of the house, also surveying the damage, when he slips on some loose rock and tumbles to the ground, writhing in pain. Hearing a grown man yell like that is something else, I'm telling you. You could tell he seriously injured his ankle; I ran to him when I heard the fall, then ran back to the tree to grab my first aid kit from my camping trunk, we elevated the foot, wrapped it with an ace bandage and hit it with an ice pack; but man, that swelling got intense real quick. Taking him to get x-rays now. When it rains, it pours. An eventful day off around the hippy compound.
I haven't been posting much content lately. Not that that matters to most people, but I used to share a lot of pictures because I had time for it. I have still had time to take lots of pictures, but not a lot of time to share them. I however want to make sure that I share the amazing experiences that I'm blessed to have in life and this fun video I made is a little introduction to all the oregon pictures I never got around to posting. Cheers | Music - Jinsang: Reflections
Shoutout to my friend @ki.net.ik.photography with another great picture. Do yourself a favor and check out his page, it's loaded with amazing shots and edits.
A storm rolled in. I felt the mountains look up to the clouds and wonder why they wouldn't let the light through. Burned from above, I felt the clouds stare down at the mountains and wonder why they didn't appreciate the shade. @tylerknott
Super excited to spend the weekend with @gooseisland at Elk Mountain Farms in Bonners Ferry for their harvest festival! Never used the "stories" function on here before but the next couple days seem like a good time to try it out so I'll do my best to share 🤘
The sun has set, clouds pour in over the mountains below, grand park, the patch of green on the right, reveals itself briefly before being swallowed up by clouds once again. We sat and watched the night sky come to life.