Oregon Coast

Oregon Coast

From left (Scraggs, Milko, Tessa, Matthew, & Robin.) Walking the beach with Busch beers in hand during a storm with 50mph winds whipping across the sand. We spent the night camping on the other side of the dunes in an old spruce thicket, which blocked the winds. It was Tessa, Milko, & Robin's last night with us before we dropped them off in Vancouver. Couldn't have asked for a better send off. We drank all the Busch and George Dickel we could handle while the waves of the Pacific crashed upon the shores trying to drown out our debauchery.  

Nikon F3 with Lomography Red Scale

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Manzanita Beach, Oregon

Manzanita Beach, Oregon

This is Greg. We call him Spyder. He flew out to meet us in Seattle where he joined us on our epic camping trip back in August & September. I took this picture after we set up our campsite on Manzanita Beach in Oregon. One of my favorite places in the world is the northwest coast of Oregon. Walking out of a dense rainforest onto the sands of the Pacific Ocean is a feeling like no other. Do it. 

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Garden of the Gods, Illinois

Garden of the Gods, Illinois

Tessa, Robin, Milko, & Matthew. The second English invasion. My friends from London that traveled with me through the western frontier back in August. I took this shot at Garden of the Gods in the Shawnee National Forest in Southern Illinois. This is where I grew up. I took them for their second tour of Southern Illinois in as many summers before we set out for the first leg of our trip to the Badlands of South Dakota.

Nikon F3 with Lomography Red Scale 

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Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming

Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming

This is Robin. He's an Englishman from London who loves country music, camping, and Rural King. My kind of guy. He was a part of the red coat invasion this past Summer that accompanied me on my trip across the western frontier. 

Mamiya C330 with 120 Velvia50.

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Sedona, Arizona

Sedona, Arizona

The man on the left is Kyle. Much like me he is a midwestern boy from the countryside. The Iowa variety. He's a professional traveler. I'm serious, I think that's his job. The man on the right is Matthew. He's a carpenter here in New York City, but was raised in West London along the River Thames. He longs to be an American redneck. He's well on his way. 

I had an idea for Matt and I to fly to Phoenix where we would rendevous with Kyle who was living in Tempe at the time. From there we would drive to Sedona where we would find an isolated spot to camp, drink whiskey, take photographs, and swim. I called them and they both said "yeah, okay." We accomplished everything we set out to do.

Mamiya C330 with 120 Velvia50.

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