May 14, 2012. Powell Butte May 15, 2012. Powell Butte I’ve been watching ferns unfurl their beauty for the past several weeks. In places where the English Ivy hasn’t invaded and suffocated the understory, the ferns are now thick. Yesterday, while running on Powell Butte, I was mesmerized by the fluctuation of the dark shapes… Continue reading Positive and Negative: Ferns
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Biketobeerfest – Hopworks rings in the Fall
Bouldering Bike Bands Breaking Big Beers. Bizarro! Saturday was the third year for Biketobeerfest at Hopworks and it was quite a party. Rain fell, and in true Portland fashion, there was somber talk of the moisture marking the end of summer. Yet, those same people took some time to toss a bike, cheers on some… Continue reading Biketobeerfest – Hopworks rings in the Fall
Golf Adventure in Oregon
Pacific Dunes near Bandon, Oregon OGA Golf Course near Aurora, Oregon A friend called the other day and announced he’d hit a hole-in-one that morning. It reminded me that several years ago, I had an assignment to photograph a gentleman who’d hit that once-in-a-lifetime shot. I made a portrait and moved along to my next… Continue reading Golf Adventure in Oregon
Post Pickathon Post :: 2011
Lee Fields in the Galaxy Barn This year’s Pickathon music festival ended early Monday morning, more than three days ago. It’s been a crazy couple of days of clean up, downloading, more clean up, editing, visiting with friends and family and going out to see even more music. During Future Islands late night performance in… Continue reading Post Pickathon Post :: 2011
From farm to fame
Jill Andrews watches as The Avett Brothers warm up in the parking lot at Pickathon 2006 If the Avett Brothers pulled out their instruments and starting playing tunes in a parking lot at a music festival today, I believe there would be a few more people perched on that tailgate with Jill Andrews. But that’s… Continue reading From farm to fame
The mightiest toe
I suddenly felt the dreaded sensation of my foot beginning to slip out from under me as I ran down a slick little hill this morning. It’s one of my favorite spots on the trail. There’s a bit of texture to the land, a creek at the bottom of the hill, trees, leaves, roots. I’ve… Continue reading The mightiest toe
Snow Days
“This is the best vacation ever,” Leo announced. Jack agreed. Sara and I smiled. We hadn’t gone very far or done a whole lot or been gone very long. But as these guys get older, it seems they keep redefining what was, or is, the best ever. Leo’s face told the story on Saturday: a… Continue reading Snow Days
Langhorne Slim – Hard to Miss
I knew this year Pickathon would be different than any previous: More bands, fewer sets by each band, more friends at the event than ever, more decisions. I was going to miss music and I wasn’t super happy about it. So looking at the schedule, I started to do triage. I mentally crossed out Langhorne… Continue reading Langhorne Slim – Hard to Miss
Big Mountain, Little Dog
With Mount Rainier hovering, Ryan Trebon rolls on during the Rapha Gentleman’s Race This summer, while photographing a bike race, I popped out of the woods and rounded a bend on Pittsburgh Road above the town of Saint Helens, Ore. Three beautiful volcanoes, Mount Rainier, Mount Saint Helens and Mount Adams, came into view. It… Continue reading Big Mountain, Little Dog
Shadowy Future
I just overheard the boys, now five and three, chatting in the bath. “Jack,” Leo said, “dinosaurs are dead. People have never, ever seen them alive.” Saturday, while on a little adventure in The Columbia River Gorge, we found ourselves face to face with a ten foot long sturgeon named Herman. He’s the freak show… Continue reading Shadowy Future