I awoke in the pre-dawn hours discombobulated and delirious to a very distinctive gargle and flap of the wings. As I pried my lids open I found myself in a world where the air was so crisp you could see your own breath and so still you could hear the leaves falling to the ground, all covered with a thin blanket of campfire smoke serenity. I love fall in the Valley.
So psyched to celebrate my first Patagonia cover! It may only be a workbook, but it is so fulfilling to see that iconic type at the bottom of an image of mine. Two years ago this wasn’t even a dream, let alone a reality. Life is an amazing journey, I highly recommend living every moment of it.
I’ve been digging for a few submissions and bumped into this gem from a few years back. Good times w/ good friends in the Sierra! When life gives you high winds and shitty snow drink tequila. Something decent’s always bound to come of it