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Paddling Along

Paddling Along

After a bit of a hiatus from blog updates, I just want to say I’m still here – still paddling along! I’ve been completing assignments for publications, non-profit organizations and businesses in the Portland, Oregon area more than fourteen years. It’s always a pleasure to meet new people, see new things and dig a little […]


Heart Camp Video

Heart Camp Video

I’ve been keeping things from this place and that’s not good. Life has been busy, work has been wonderful and the craziest time of year, Summer, is right around the corner. So I’m going to do a few updates here with current work and ongoing projects. To start, here’s a video I shot and edited […]


Recreational Vessel

Recreational Vessel

  Summer hangs there like a basket, waiting to be loaded full of memories and feelings. We paddled the Columbia River Slough, the Willamette and the Siltcoos Rivers and we talked about time and birds and life. We explored the hills and rivers near the Middle Fork of the John Day and fell in love with a meadow. […]


Soaring Above the Oregon Coast

Soaring Above the Oregon Coast

  Hovering in a tiny helicopter above a colony of seagulls, suspended in the salty breeze above the Siuslaw River, I realized I was in a dream. I’d always wanted to be high in the air, looking down on members of my favorite taxonomical rank: aves. I see birds at the feeder in the yard and flitting between trees […]


Just One Punch

Just One Punch

I was just digging around my archive and found a few photos I hadn’t thought about in nearly ten years. I don’t follow boxing, but it it’s been nearly impossible to avoid news of last weekend’s “Fight of the Century” between Mayweather and Pacquiao and the controversy swirling around it. Looking at the images I wondered how […]


Running My Age on the Wildwood Trail

Running My Age on the Wildwood Trail

“Portland hit two records for the date: With 1.8 inches of rain, the day easily surpassed the .16 of an inch Jan. 17 typically sees and just squeaked by the 1.76 inches that fell on the date in 1976.” The Oregonian   All my past birthday runs have been packed up and rolled into one big trot […]


The Source of Hoppiness

The Source of Hoppiness

Hopworks asked me to join the crew at the The Oregon Hophouse recently as they harvested hops. You can read my report and see more images at the Hopworks site here.


Age Nine on the Willamette River

Age Nine on the Willamette River

I love the idea of just putting down the paddle and stepping up onto the gunnels of the canoe. You do it not to be silly, nor to show off, but because you want to to see if you can. I love the idea of fishing for hours and hours, not even needing to land […]


Spring Break Run

Spring Break Run

A few weeks ago during the boys’ Spring Break, after days of snowy Oregon activity, I finally had the chance to get out for a run and found my new favorite place: the Salmon River Trail which hugs and cradles and sleeps along a spectacularly wild river. all content © Tim LaBarge 2014


Message in a bottle

Message in a bottle

I thought it was a pop bottle that was snuggled tightly into the sea kelp near Crescent Bay, on the Juan de Fuca Straight. The canoe bumped it gently and the boys reached to retrieve the discovery. It quickly became clear the bottle had a different story. Upon noticing the papers tucked inside, Leo shouted, […]


Mount Hood: Trees, à la mode

Mount Hood: Trees, à la mode

Just before Thanksgiving, 1859 Magazine asked me to head up to Timberline Lodge on Mount Hood to make some pictures for the January/February issue. It was a thrill to explore the lodge and the side of the mountain for a few days as snow fell and skiers rejoiced. After dinner, editor Kevin Max and I ventured out […]


24-Hours in the Old Pueblo

24-Hours in the Old Pueblo

Last February, in an effort to ditch the rain and see some friends we made plans to go to Tucson. At the last minute, we were thrown onto a five-person mountain bike team and all of a sudden we were competing in one of the greatest races in the country: 24-Hours in the Old Pueblo. […]


Timberline Lodge in 1859 Magazine

Timberline Lodge in 1859 Magazine

It was raining in Portland. No surprise there. I wasn’t sure, however, what was happening up on Mount Hood where I was heading for a wintery story. I’d heard snow and I’d heard rain. Thankfully the driving drops turned to graceful flurries below Government Camp and the accumulation got deeper and deeper as I powered […]


Salmon catch (in the van)

Salmon catch (in the van)

From the rocky precipice that is the northwesternmost point of land in the contiguous United States, we watched a half-dozen bald eagles perched in the trees and an otter frolicking in sea. Waves crashed against sea stacks. Sea birds circled and dove and rode big swells. The wind carried bits of rain. And always the […]


Million bottle milestone

Million bottle milestone

Somewhere in the Northwest, temporarily tucked in a little black and yellow box with eleven of its buddies, is Hopworks bottle number one million which slid off the tiny bottling line late last week. I stopped by the brewery yesterday to shoot the new-and-improved 22-ounce Abominable Winter Ale bottle as it came off that same […]


Dayshoot 30 Exhibit at PDX

Dayshoot 30 Exhibit at PDX

On July 15th, nearly two hundred photographers fanned out across Oregon to make pictures of this incredible state as part of the Dayshoot +30 photography project. The intention was to create a ‘visual time capsule’ for the Oregon Historical Society much as photographers did on July 15, 1983. I raced around a little bit and explored […]


The Leo and Jack Trail

The Leo and Jack Trail

When you become the proud owner of two explorers, it’s best to just sit back and observe. I try to direct the flow, to keep up, but in the end I wind up watching. They dig, throw, study, pick, prod, poke, run, swim, whittle, balance, heave, crunch, crank, grind, balance, jump, leap, run, sprint, crawl, […]


Post Pickathon 2013

Post Pickathon 2013

The writer Pete Brook posed a question last year at Pickathon for a Wired.com story: What makes a good music photograph? I’m quoted in the story, and yet, a year later and another Pickathon in the books, I still don’t know the answer. But last weekend, as I scurried around and split my time making pictures, managing […]


T-Model Ford

T-Model Ford

My boys call each other Chicken Head sometimes when they’re arguing. I don’t really know if it’s an insult or not, so I let it slide. It could be worse. Their choice of words always reminds me of seeing blues man T-Model Ford work the crowd into a trance as he howled an extended version […]


Traveling the Backroads of Oregon

Traveling the Backroads of Oregon

It’s one of those places where you announce, though quietly so as to not disturb the silence: I could live here. That rarely happens to me these days. But as I drove backroads chasing motorcycle riders across the northeast corner of Oregon, it did cross my lips. The peace, the beauty, the elk, the rivers, […]


Arts, Crafts and Fishing Gear

Arts, Crafts and Fishing Gear

I sighed quietly. Seated across the table, Leo, 7, looked up from his homework and asked with such gentle concern, “Papa, is it hard to be a parent?” “No,” I told him. “Well sometimes things might be challenging, but it’s a pleasure to be a parent.” Later, he and Jack, 5, sat in their room, […]


On pianos, organs and singing a song

On pianos, organs and singing a song

We bought a piano a couple of years ago from a little shop in Southeast Portland called Immortal Piano. It was not for me, nor for Sara, but for our boys. We simply want them to enjoy having a piano in the house, to learn to read music and be able to pull out a […]


Mount Lemmon

Mount Lemmon

Leo and I were off exploring last week when it snowed in Tucson. We wandered through the university campus, dodging stunned and amazed phone-wielding students as they communicated to the world that white flakes the size of raffle tickets were falling from the sky. We passed the morning looking at Native American baskets, the W. […]


Silcox Hut – Mount Hood

Silcox Hut - Mount Hood

That’s not snow falling out of the January sky. Those are stars. Everywhere I looked, there were stars. Last Sunday night tucked in a little lodge up on Mount Hood, we celebrated a friend’s birthday. At 7,000 feet, we enjoyed meals, drinks and a fire. And while Silcox Hut itself is charming in its rustic, […]