My photo of national champion face puncher Amy Sowers got some real estate in the Fall 2012 issue of Distinctly Montana Magazine that is on stands now. It's great to see Amy get a bit of the spotlight given how damn hard she works. Nice job Amy!
I love those moments when you know - without hesitation - that there is no place else you would rather be and nothing else you would rather be doing. This is how Saturday was for me. Spent the day at the Treasure Bowl skating, shooting photos, connecting with old and new friends, and watching some rather notable visitors tear it up. Lance Mountain, Jeff Grosso, Steve Olson, Duane Peters, Arto Saari and a host of others were here to mark the 10th anniversary of the bowl ... and maybe party a little. Here's some photos:
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Spent a night in a USFS Lookout Tower recently. Was one of those life experiences that, once you've done it, you wonder why it took so long to do it. Very, very amazing night. Highlights include finding surprisingly (and refreshingly) cool weather on top of a mountain, 360 degree views, doing laps on the wrap around porch, never-ending sunset, and scratching another "first" off the list.
With the mercury topping out around 95 degrees in most of western Montana lately, it is obvious that summer is here fo' real. While that's hot, it's laughable by the rest of the country's standards. Nonetheless, I'll take it ... gladly! The hot conditions lately are responsible for me having a great birthday with family, attempting to do some river surfing on the 4th of July, shooting photos around town (between dips in the river), and generally enjoying some amazing evenings sitting around the fire pit (which is actually a wheelbarrow). Here are a few images from the last week or so.
There's just something about PDN's photo contests that makes me want to enter them. This time it's the Great Outdoors Photo Contest. It will be my third time throwing an image into the PDN arena to see how it does. Looking at some of the other entrants, I am totally humbled. There's been some damn good work submitted so far. Below is a screen shot of the image I submitted. It's Bethany Stanbery hangin' tough on her silk in Kootenai Canyon south of Missoula. Regardless of the outcome, I am totally stoked on this image. In fact, both shoots (here and here) I have had so far with Bethany have resulted in images that are among my new faves. Anyhow, we'll see. If I win, great. If I don't that is totally fine too. Sometimes simply creating an image you are proud of can both the means and the end. This is one of those images for me.
On the (many) flights we took to get to Peru, I kept stealing glances out the window and had to pinch myself every time. Just couldn't believe I was heading to Peru. Out loud, several times I leaned over to Erin and exclaimed, "we're the luckiest damn people in the world." Having neglected the travel bug too much in recent years, the importance and awesomeness of the experience was definitely not lost on me. However, now that I am home I am enjoying one of the best parts of any trip: being home. So, as I begin the process of image editing, I thought it would be fitting to kick things off with a little tribute to Montana...in all of it's "cheep," muscular glory.
Pretty stoked to share this today. I just received a package in the mail from a buddy in Bozeman who has been working with the Gallatin Valley Skatepark Association (GVSA) for a while. The GVSA is the organization trying to get a bigger, better, awesomer skatepark built in Bozeman. One of their fundraising efforts was has been to produce a 2011 calendar full of shots of (mostly) local skaters, bikers, shredders, skiers, etc. taken by (mostly) local photographers. I was excited when Brian Koenig asked if I wanted to be involved, and I am even more excited to see the finished result. The GVSA used my shot of Kurt Scott riding the Montana sign in the Bitterroot Valley for September. I am proud to be amongst such other great photogs like Dan Armstrong, Derik Olsen, Reid Morth to name a few. I am perhaps even more proud to now be able to call Kurt by his rightful title...Mr. September.