Chilly October sunrise. Peaceful meditation. Just kidding, I was scrambling all over to try and capture the layers of atmosphere and changing colors of the Eastern Sierras before the sun was too bright. But now it makes me feel calm to look at these. I was born and raised in the Owens Valley– the Buttermilks was…
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John Muir Trail
Six friends. 170 miles. Charged a bear. Avoided the plague. Pushed physical limitations. Experienced my first blister within a blister. Saw some of the most gorgeous wilderness in the world. We set out to tackle 220 miles of the John Muir Trail, which was unfortunately cut short due to the Rough Fire. Thank you Sarah for…
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