“There are strange things done in the midnight sun, by the men who moil for gold…” So starts the first verse of Robert Service’s classic poem The Cremation of Sam McGee. There is a great story woven into the rhyme…
Poetry and the River
Absurdity
5:30am on an Arctic morning and I was barefoot, standing in three inches of wet snow, wearing just my boxer shorts and holding a 12-gauge shotgun in my hand. That was the moment I realized the absurdity of what I…
Getting High
I’ve got a thing for the Alpine. The word deserves capitalization because, for me, it is more than a habitat, or geographic zone. It is these things, certainly, but it also has personality and character. I relish the time I get…
Incoming Weather
Sun halo and the Kongakut River in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge, Alaska. Canon 5D Mark III, 24-105L f4 IS, ISO 50, 24mm, f9.0, 1/500th sec. I purposely underexposed this image by several stops to blacken the mountains and increase…