Tuesday, September 23, 2008


tan lines

can you beat these tan lines? i dare you. the guy with the shorts earned his biking from georgia to wyoming. all contest entries can be sent via e-mail to me.


an evening stroll

theresa, becky, and i went on a search for mountain lions during one lonely dusk in august. in stealth composure and black garb, we set out into the caves of the wyoming wilderness in pursuit for this mysterious cat of prey. mountain lions are stalkers, where they hunt through the bushes and know exactly where their prey's eyes are at so they cannot be seen. those being stalked typically do not witness the mountain lion before it leaps out. though we never winded up seeing any lions despite our camouflaged and covert efforts, we learned that we are pretty bad ass anyway and the sky was pretty.


population 1

donning the title in buford, a lovely little wyoming settlement takes the cake for the tiniest town. at an elevation of 8,000 and a population of 1, i got to visit the nation's smallest town on my journey to the nation's largest rodeo in cheyenne in july. it was all i could ever dream and hope for.


encampment camping

a calm evening in mid-june, atop a mountain at big creek in encampment, wyoming. encampment is an old mining town near the transcontinental divide and also the host town to A Bar A, the ranch I worked at. this is an overview of encampment and the north platte river. true insight into how wyoming has the lowest population density out of any other state. becky and i would climb things and have a field day with nature and our cameras.

an unforeseen visit with a tornado

at the end of may of this year, keegan and i drove through nebraska on my way to wyoming. unbeknownst to us city folk, we drove head first into a tornado on highway I-80 through the small town, aurora. i initially started taking a video because of all the lightning. note my last words. soon after, mac trucks flipped. houses ripped. but we are survivors.