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Hitting the road for some new adventures! I'll post when I can but I'll largely be behind the Great Fire Wall of China (real thing). at LAX - Los Angeles International Airport
There's noting like a big run of swell to satiate the soul 🏄 at Santa Ana River Jetty
Fire in the sky, fire on the water. Forever chasing the light. 🔥 at Pacific Ocean
How sweet a feeling to be doing what you love most 🏄🏻 at Orange County California
You can never count things out in the fall season. It's a really exciting time of year here in Orange County. We can get a massive south swell, or even an early season north west. After a summer of relatively few waves, and less significant swells, it's pretty incredible to see Wedge come to life. There's no other place in the world like Wedge.
New swell feature over on @surfer_magazine -- head on over to check out more photos. link in bio. at The Wedge
Getting things together to head out on another adventure. I love time at home but there's so much of the world to explore! at Around The World
It's hard to put into words how amazing this place is... thankfully we have photography. Long exposure of the harbor, river mouth, fishing boats, and the amazingly colorful and terraced buildings in Riomaggiore, Cinque Terre, Italy 🇮🇹 at Riomaggiore
California is home to two towns claiming the title of Surf City USA -- Huntington Beach and Santa Cruz. Their two coast lines couldn't be more different, but the sunsets are pretty unreal in both 🌅 at Santa Cruz, California
Love this time of year 🍁 at Huntington Beach, California
Looking forward to cold, early, vibrant mornings 🏄🏼 at Ventura, California
One of the things I love most about photography are the unexpected moments. I was set up to shoot long exposures during golden hour of the famed and historic Ponte Vecchio, when the sunset flared a brilliant orange behind me. I quickly grabbed my camera off the tripod, hopped through traffic to the opposite side of the quickly crowding and also famed Ponte Santa Trinita, and saw a lone gondola sitting in the shadow of the next arched bridge. As I silently willed it to move into a more photographic position, it slowly made its way under the bridge and paused, just off center and perfectly silhouetted, before turning around again. I only had one night in Florence on this trip, and everything fell in line perfectly. at Ponte Vecchio
I've never been the biggest fan of the rain. Maybe it's because I grew up a skier and rain meant melting snow ... But I love chasing storms. It's only after a storm we get amazing lighting like this ⛈🌦⛅️🌤☀️ at Crystal Cove State Park
Few train tracks have been crossed by more legendary surfers over the years than those down at Trestles... at Trestles
Fall colors in southern California are best viewed from the water at Newport Beach, California
You know you're someplace special when every night the unspoken meeting point for friends to gather is the beach at sunset. 🌅🇲🇽 at Puerto Escondido, Oaxaca
This past spring I got the rare opportunity to go on an extended adventure with my wife. We spent our last day in Iceland driving back from the Eastern Region, stopping at many of the typical spots and waterfalls we'd initially skipped on the way out from civilization. Always up for something a bit off the beaten path, we crossed the barren yet starkly beautiful lava fields of the Reykjanes Peninsula, passing perhaps two or three other cars the entire way before arriving at the Blue Lagoon around 8 pm under steel gray skies and a light rain. It all just made the experience more ethereal, and all the more memorable before a last quick hop to the airport and then next leg of our epic journey. Which we didn't know at the time but found out soon after would be abruptly halted and rerouted when my wife realized she lost her passport... at Blue Lagoon Iceland
I've always loved this view. Helps put things and the world in perspective. at Maui
Said goodbye to my best friend today. Over the past 14 years we've traveled and lived all across the country. I'll always remember the day I picked him out at the breeder. I was worried when I came back to bring him home he and his litter mates would all have grown to the point that I wouldn't recognize him. Well he sure recognized me, and we'd been inseparable ever since. 14 is old for a Golden Retriever... but cancer sucks. RIP Toohey.
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