Playa de las Catedrales, Spain.

When I had started planning this trip back in January, I had seen a photograph of this place on the northern coast of Spain and had to figure out a way to get myself there. It took quite a few hours on a bus to get here, but we were finally deposited on this cold and foggy beach early one morning. You can only visit this place during low tide when the water washes away and exposes these delicate arches. 

This is one of those places that looks just like the photographs, but in real life there’s hundreds of people around you sharing the moment. Even still, it was a beautiful morning of worship at these cathedrals. 

The campus of Western State Hospital, early on a foggy morning.  I was in town to shoot a pilot for a television show which would basically be the antidote to ghost-hunting shows; we’d go into historic abandoned buildings and discuss their actual histories instead of pretending to be scared by pipes shifting.  Sadly, the pilot was never picked up.  But I had a great time shooting this 1828 asylum campus!