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Mt Assiniboine, BC. Anyone else want to climb this one day?

I shot this photo in the middle of the night, sailing towards the center of the Milky Way thousands of miles from the nearest light source. As you can imagine the camera moves with the boat, creating those interesting star trails in the sky while the boat stayed motionless relative to the camera. Nights like these were common on Velella, no lights to be seen but for the stars in the sky, a dim glow from the instruments humming away. Trying to catch some sleep, often filled with the most vivid dreams.

A little jaunt down to the watering hole.

When you’re done fishing for the day and need to cool off.

There’s plenty of time for reflection on a long sail, lots to look at, but it’s rare that something needs your attention. (But when it does, it needs attention now!)

Channeling the inner Walter Mitty

Forest roads and Pacific Northwest green.

Down down we go.

Find time to play.

The beach life is strong in Baja

Taking a little stroll down memory lane. Yosemite Valley, 2017.

A weird little route high above Smith Rock.

Red sun in the morning, Baja delight. Or something like that.

Red sun in the morning, Baja delight. Or something like that.

Van camp was quite the way to spend early Covid times. Away from…, well anyone really, we spent the days up with the sun and under the stars.

Life is this interesting series of journeys taken and opportunities found. We strive to find fulfillment and sometimes the best place to look is in the stillness of a place, the times between.

Post-successful climbing trip type of mornings.

My guy @_ryanhill_ on a weird but awesome trip into the desert a few years back. It’s really amazing how chance meetings can lead to lasting friendships. I appreciate those more and more these days.