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1 day ago

Clouds formed like rivers, and rushed into the scene. 30 sec after this shot, I couldn’t see 10 ft in front of me. @jess.wandering

2 days ago

I look up to photographers that capture nostalgia. Namely: @elizabethgadd @forrestmankins @thiswildidea @kitkat_ch @shortstache . From what I can tell, it’s all about the details, and candid moments. But, I usually fall into the trap of only shooting the grand scale of things. So here’s my attempt to appreciate something else. . . . Roasted mallows are the best physical representation of nostalgia for me. Sitting there, mesmerized by the flames, then, “oh crap, it caught on fire.” Charred mallows make for better s’mores anyways. Right?

6 days ago

Stairway to heaven (Austria version) I posted this video about a month ago, and took it down after a follower brought to my attention that droning in Austria is potentially illegal. I’d previously researched online and come to the conclusion that if I flew under 30 meters and away from civilization I’d be fine. Turns out some website (spoiler: don’t trust a random website) says that you always need to go thru a massive permitting process to fly a drone in Austria if you plan to take pics or video. To be safe, I took it down. Later emailed the official Austro Control (who control the airspace in Austria) and they responded with: “As long as you operate your Drone under 79 joule kinetic energy you don't need a permission”. So I researched the formula, and using a Mavic Pro at 1.62 lb at a velocity of 20km/hr generates 11.34 joule kinetic energy. Which is less than 79, so here’s the video again. I deal with stuff like this, just spare you guys the details usually. Not a very cool story to go with this ridiculously cool day that me and @jess.wandering had in the Austrian Alps.

1 week ago

You only purchase your first house once, feeling happy that mine is on wheels. And I made it. I’m all about living in the moment, and when you combine these passionate moments together, they tend to accumulate into good stories. The story of this van is already one of my most cherished... And it’s just beginning. Ready to start the journey down to South America. @acquapannausa #acquapanna #sponsored

1 week ago

For the youth that reach out to me. This was me in high school (freshman-senior year photos). I didn’t travel back then, just dreamt of it. Looking around my classrooms, I felt like I didn’t fit in. Maybe born in the wrong decade, or place, or something. So, I spent most of my time alone, decorating my room (2nd photo), and making/riding skateboards (photos 3 & 4). Now in my 30s, I look back on this awkward time of my life with so much pride. The time I spent as a teenager lost in creative outlets has now paid off 10 fold. It gave me my eye for photography. The most annoying phrase I hear (especially from teenagers) is “I’m bored”. When I got bored as a 13 year old I found a big stack of my mom’s “Better Home and Gardens” magazines and started stapling them to my walls. Didn’t really like the magazine, it was all about color. I kept going till the walls, ceiling, doors, windows were all covered. Whenever I felt bored, I’d go into that room, and find something else to staple up on the wall. I think by the end it was about 5 layers thick. Around 15y/o I stepped out of my room to the driveway and started making skateboards. There was a house under construction up the street that I’d get scrap wood from. My school notebooks were full of sketched board designs, and I spent all free time cutting, sanding, painting, and ultimately riding my creations. If at any time, I’d been given the opportunity to travel abroad I would’ve been the most stoked kid... But my travel opps came after high school and college. It was that much sweeter when I finally saved up, and was able to see the world beyond my bubble. A lot of people glorify making goals, and working for the future... I think the earlier you realize that happiness is only found in the present moment, the more successful you’ll be in life.

1 week ago

5 years ago, someone showed me a picture of the PNW forest lit up by light rays. In an attempt to see if it was real or not, I made my first trip north. Turns out the forest is real, but the light rays are elusive. And after 5 years of searching for em ... we woke up to clearing fog, with bright sun shining thru, witnessing the PNW rays. Surreal. 👼

2 weeks ago

Back in 2014, I took off with a few thousand dollars and a trusty Toyota Corolla. I remember feeling conflicted, like I was doing something wrong. Phrases like: “Yeah nobody likes their job... but you gotta grow up at some point...” echoed in my head at night. I conjured up images of me in my 40s, still waking up to a spotlight in the face by cops, then driving a half mile down the road to another parking space. Looking back now, I don’t know where all the ambition came from. The biggest fight that me and @klyn8 got into was when we stopped for an impulsive burrito. Walking out of the restaurant, I envisioned being $10 short to make it to South America. In my mind, that burrito could have broke the trip. Behind the wheel, with infinite possibilities, I came alive. Never once did I think that 5 years later, I’d still have that feeling on a regular basis. That feeling, made the whole trip possible. That feeling, is why I’m successful today. That feeling, is not one that can be replicated. It is my story... and this account exists to hopefully inspire you to find your equivalent. . . Here’s my plans for the next 6 months(ish). Do you guys have any South America recommendations?

3 weeks ago

I love the Alps for the accessibility... if it’s a desirable area to explore, chances are there’s a cable car that takes you up there. Downside: it’s expensive and more crowded. Camping in the Alps, from what I can tell, is not as common or established as the USA wilderness. Most backpackers stay in the mountain huts. A lot of the areas we went to were not parks, but privately owned land. So to make sure that we were good to camp, we would talk to the nearest hut or house we could find. Sometimes paying them a bit to use their land, but more often, just getting a friendly go ahead to stay the night.

3 weeks ago

Close your eyes, and imagine waking up here... nightmare? Or bliss? . . . . The edge, for some odd reason, has always called me. I think 5 year old me would be so happy to see that I’m chasing the edge into my thirties. 🧗🏻‍♀️: @jess.wandering

4 weeks ago

When I met @jess.wandering she was afraid of heights... seems like she got over that! Still not sure if I’d hire her as a guide tho. Swipe for a video of instructor Jess. 👷🏻‍♀️