The King and I
Oregon · USA
An early-morning sun delivers an 18-point wink through the evergreen forest girding the East Fork River, where a massive Douglas-fir stands guard along the trail en route to mighty Tamanawas Falls. It wasn't quite the scene I'd set out in anticipation of capturing, but the snow cover at Tamanawas was a bit too sparse to offer anything very visually pleasing, and I'm always happy to come away with images I'd never intended. An unfortunate consequence of this trip, though, was a tweak of my right knee incurred by the simple act of adjusting the Microspikes on my boot. The knee's given me problems off and on since, and as I result I've had to shelve plans for a backpacking trip to Patagonia at least for this year. The upshot was that it left me with room to join uber-talents Rod Thomas, Tommy Simonsen, and Stian Klo on a trip to Norway later in the fall. In the presence of such photographic royalty, I was more than happy to play the part of wide-eyed pauper.
