Inside the cuddy cabin of our C-Dory 22 Angler.
I’ve always wanted to be a photographer and a traveler. I have arrived. I get to be outside in one of the most beautiful places in the world… Alaska! In this amazing state, the word “awesome” exists in its intended form. As I travel around Alaska, I am constantly awe-struck.
I finally get to be a photographer, an adventurer, a boater, a sailor, a fisherman, a hiker, a camper, a vagabond, a passenger, a runner, a teacher, a learner, a baker, a sous chef, a kayaker, a hunter, a reader, a writer… and I can add to this list whenever I want!
The best part about life is that I get to share it with my best friend who is the love of my life. This makes all the experiences I get to have so much richer. Sigh. Life is good.
When I was in third grade, I read Call of the Wild thirteen consecutive times. Not the real version. The version I had was in a volume titled Reader’s Digest Best Loved Books for Young Readers. No matter. For half a year of my life, I was Buck. So began a love affair with a place I’d never seen – Alaska.
Although much of this blog is set against the backdrop of Alaska, it’s not really about Alaska. It’s about life off the beaten path. I find myself drawn to stories and have been a writer essentially all my life. In my photography, I am usually searching for a story – an abandoned boat, a food preparation table laid out with enough pasta for several meals, a forest path overgrown with moss and ferns. The stories underlying scenes such as these fascinate me.