fallen giant
I don’t think this would be considered part of the average Arctic whale watching tour. It was a grizzly and unexpected scene to come across while on an overnight hike along the Lofoten coastline.
stamsund
7 shot pano of a wintry Stamsund, taken while on the way to Steinetind on a cold snowy spring day.
stone graffiti
On the Bastei bridge in Sächsische Schweiz.
arthur’s pass
One of the coolest places in the world! I’ve been busy going through my archives as I’ve been submitting to a new stock agency and looking for images to send in (its my ambitious goal to reach 1,000 images by the end of the year). I shot a lot of panoramics while in New Zealand, but never really took the time to process them. So its kind of cool sorting through photos that I haven’t really looked at for over a year; brings back lots of cool memories.
crash
The shore break can be a bit gnarly. My mom trying to go for a swim.
Baja 1000
I’ve put up a few picture galleries from the Baja 1000 on my photoshelter account: Trophy trucks – Class 1, Motorcycles, Quads.
Concentration: The young Robby Bell of the 1x Honda team lead the start for their first place overall finish of 24:15 – 1,296 miles.
The ever popular Robby Gordon, Just after finishing.
Still more info and photos of the whole trip coming soon, I promise. Just have to focus on the business stuff for a few days.
Baja…
I walked in the door at 3:30 this morning, exhausted. Time to sort several thousand images…
More coming in the next days…
The long road…
In a few days I’m driving a truck full of motorcycles south to La Paz, Mexico for a pre-run of part of the Baja 1000 course. I haven’t been able to find anyone to come with me, so it looks like I’ll be making the whole trip solo; something around 25-30 hours, or so I’ve been told.
Now I have to figure out which would be less dangerous: driving during the night, then catching a few hours of sleep around daybreak, drive through the day, then a few more hours sleep right before sunset, then drive through the night again. Or my other option is to leave during the day, drive until 2-3 in the morning, get a few hours sleep, then drive again around sunrise. I’ve heard Mexican roads aren’t always the safest to be driving down at night. But then I figure it wouldn’t be too safe to pull off on some side road in the middle of the night to sleep in my truck without really knowing what’s around me and a bunch of motorcycles in the back.
Should be cool to be in Cabo for the finish of the race, then the long drive home. Should be a bit of an adventure…
Halloween…
Two years ago, I was in the town of National Park, a small little town on the edge of Tongariro National Park. A few days prior, my buddy Mikkel and I had hitched there from Taupo, after a few crazy adventures there. Still being early spring in New Zealand, we got some unfortunately cold weather. Our climbing of Mt. Tongariro the previous day involved lots of snow and near zero visibility in the clouds. So bad that we had actually walked over the top of the mountain and started heading down the other side until we realized we had gone too far when the clouds parted for a brief second.
Upon our arrival in town the first day, we were invited to participate in National Park’s yearly rugby game against another town in the area. Needless to say, this opportunity could not be turned down and a few bruises, kicks, jabs and tackles later we found ourselves treated to a few free drinks at the local pub for our participation (one of the players worked there) and suffering.
Nov 1st I Hitched east to Napier for a few days and then on to Wellington and then to the beauty of the South Island, never to return north again. I guess it’s a bit of a shame really, some cool stuff up north, but I couldn’t be drawn away from the Southern Alps once I’d seen them.
Just some random memories from a cool little place. Still seems like yesterday…
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