Granite Stripes
I haven’t posted anything from Deep Springs in a while, so here’s a little something from a quiet, lovely evening perched on desert granite, looking towards Deep Springs Lake and the Inyo Mountains.
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Born in New Mexico, raised in Wyoming and Montana, the mountain west has always been my home. I come from mountaineering families on both sides: my maternal grandfather was a pioneering climber in the Sierra Nevada, while my father guided in the Tetons and climbed in China and Nepal. Both my parents guided for Outward Bound. I ran my first river at nine months old, and have been hiking and backpacking longer than I can remember. My other major influence has been my step-father, Stephen Bodio, a nature writer, falconer and traveler, and as fine a family member as I could hope to have.
I studied black and white photography in high school, under an excellent teacher, but failed to apply myself. After high school, I began guiding for ARTA River Trips, and my interest in photography gradually rekindled as I endeavored to share with friends and family my work in the finest landscapes of the American West. Meanwhile, I studied classical literature, philosophy and history of mathematics at St. John’s College in Santa Fe, New Mexico. I converted to Eastern Orthodox Christianity in 2005. I am currently living with my wife and son in Deep Springs Valley on the Nevada-California border.
Photographically, I travel light and prefer to shoot off pavement and explore unknown locations. My favorite landscapes include the unknown expanses and little-visited mountains of rural New Mexico, the canyons of Dinosaur National Monument, and the vast wilderness of Central Idaho. I have also been fortunate enough to travel in Turkey and Mongolia, and can’t wait to do more.
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Just lovely. I like the muted light, beautiful rock in the foreground and distant horizon. Beautiful!
Thank you!
Hey Jackson, tell me you sat on the porch of the red cabin with your morning coffee. What a lovely spot. Harry would be so delighted with what your doing.
Thanks Peter, kinds words!
So did you sit on the porch?
I love the light on this Jackson.
Thanks, Jim!
Beautiful light and image. I can imagine a petroglyph panel lurking nearby.
Thanks Rajan! There’s not much rock art in Deep Springs Valley, especially this part (there is a little elsewhere), though the Paiutes lived here into the 1920s. Though I suppose I never know what I’ll find hiding in an out-of-the-way corner.