Over this past weekend, I did the Whiskey Tango Fondo, a 90-ish mile, 10k-ish feet of climbing (I think the target was 100 miles and 11k, but road closures shortened it a bit) ride out in the Eastern Sierras. Yes, before you ask, I did have several songs from Wilco’
One of the strangest parts of riding a bike in California is how quickly you can move between different ecosystems. This ride started in the desert, moved up through a lush and green temperate area, then topped off here, in this wasteland. Stranger still, the trees were covered in ice,
I've been going through photos I have from the areas affected by the Eaton Fire. This part of the mountain is closed for the foreseeable future, and the community below is, well, gone.
From a few weeks ago, a rare day where the sky was so clear you could see (what I assume is) Catalina Island from Mt Lukens 👀🫡
There is something about 35mm that always makes me view the world from a “I’m a high schooler with an eye for art” eye. It’s silly, but fun. I like how this one turned out anyway — a random pedestrian bridge in Mexico City.
One of the things that happens in the mountains around LA, especially (but not only) when there is a fire nearby, is this weird, natural gradient that creates distinctive layers. In this case, there’s a gnarly fire many miles to the NW, and from Mt Lukens truck trail you