... and I'm not even sure what to do with myself. I hope to make it to the sand and the snow but we'll see how things go.
8 months ago
Engineering Intern - Photographer Wannabe - Bicycle Nerd










There was much experimentation done with the pin hole size. I glanced at some other sites and checked what they had done but really didn't want to go all out. Strictly some black sharpie and duct tape and paper. Here are a few shots with it:
Some buddies from school were on a surf trip down south as well. They stopped by the beach house for a night and took a dip in the water outside the next morning. I just woke up and walked outside for this shot.
The beach house was conveniently located next to some incredibly fat artichoke fields. The night before we arrived, the guys who were already there made a mad artichoke run. We readily reaped the rewards and they were delicious. Artichokes for days...
On one of our beach house days we drove down the 1 to Big Sur for a day hike. Just a little pit stop on the way.
A quick warning before we went on the hike. I don't know if I agree that poison oak is pretty, but it was amazingly abundant throughout this hike and the whole trip in general. Our hike was up the Big Sur River Gorge. When we got there, apparently the park was closed due to reconstruction and fire damage. We had driven to far to simply give up and turn around. We promptly walked past at least four "Authorized Personnel Only" signs and stealthily made our way up to the river. I was forced to ditch the camera and backpack because there were spots where we had to swim to continue up the gorge. I suppose there are just some things that were not meant to be documented. This was my first real hike without my camera in a long time and it was actually kind of liberating.
After the gorge we went out to the beach for a little. California poppies making multiple guest appearances on this trip.
Me messing around. I used to have this huge thing about shooting into the sun. I simply wouldn't do it. After cruisin some web galleries and blogs I decided to bring it back. Of course this was with flash but I did actually take some into the sun shots this trip with some success.
Looking south.
On the way up we stopped in Santa Cruz for a few hours.
Close to the beginning of the Lost Coast hike. Our destination was the point farthest to the left. It was approximately 9 miles away and took us about 6.5 hours to get there and 3.5 hours to get back. We double timed it on the way back because we had to make it past an area impassible at high tide... and we had the wind on our backs.
On the way we came upon this young seal. It was sick or something.
There were many driftwood shelters on the beach. We slept in one the first night and found this cow in another.
One shelter had games to play.
The second night we slept in a little grove to escape the insane winds and flying sand. There were trees to climb right in our camp site.
Ending with another wave.