Chaco is loving his morning run on the beach in Port Aransas! He’s not sure what to make of this water that tastes like salt, though. And it’s hilarious watching him watch the ebb and flow of the tide. He runs from it as it advances and then he chases it as it retreats. He’s endlessly engaged by the tide.
Shot with the Sony RX100III. If I’m not carrying the Fuji X100s, then the Sony is in my pocket. It’s autfocus rivals that of any DSLR I’ve owned. The Fuji X100s is still my favorite camera I’ve ever used but it’s tough to beat the portability of the Sony RX100III. I’ll be taking just these two cameras on my trip to Cuba in six weeks. I’ve found it’s easier to focus on the photography when my gear choices are narrowed down.
Best dog ever!
After spending a day driving from Big Bend National Park, through the oil fields of South Texas, it was nice to go back through photos of Big Bend taken the day before to ease the ugliness of oil derricks, pollution and stop and go traffic of oil trucks. Sorry South Texas, I’m not a fan. Big Bend, though…you had me at hello. Stunning canyons, hoodoos and enough solitude to make a hermit smile. Yeah, I could love you.
Image shot with the Fuji X100s.
Big Bend National Park
Marfa is cool. I keep trying to add more to this first sentence and I keep erasing it because I can’t quite capture that Marfa vibe in just a sentence. So, I’m gonna just go with “Marfa is cool.”. Like Moab or Paris or Venice, you just have to see it. That’s it. Go.
We only spent a day in Marfa but it’s one of those places you could easily hang out for a month or two soaking in the art and the good food. And if you get bored, head twenty minutes north for some hiking near Fort Davis. Or drive down south for an hour to Big Bend State Park for some killer canyon hikes.
All images shot with the Fuji X100s or Sony RX100III.
The sun going down over Marfa.
I think they’ve got their bases covered.
Marfa grain elevator.
One of many cool, eclectic shops in Marfa.
Art studio/church in Marfa.
I loved all the art in Marfa.
Even the condiments in the coffee shop were art.
Lots of cool, old cars in Marfa.
Marfa, where you can drink your coffee in an art installation.
My thoughts and prayers are with Paris. Vive la France.
I shot this from the Arc de Triomphe last summer with the Fuji X-T1 and 35mm 1.4 lens.
The Eiffel Tower photographed from the Arc de Triomphe last June.
I always love seeing the iconic places when I travel but it’s almost always the simple, more laid back experiences that become the memories that linger from a trip. In Istanbul it was lounging by the Bosphorus with my family in the evenings, drinking beer and enjoying the sunset. In Paris, it was walking along the Seine as the sun came up. And in Cambodia, as spectacular as the ruins of Angkor Wat were, it was the time we spent every day riding in a tuk tuk through the countryside that make me want to go back as soon as I can.
Tuk tuk drivers have a bad reputation in SE Asia. But I loved ours in Cambodia. We hooked up with Mr Orn when he picked us up at the airport in Siem Reap to deliver to our hotel. He made such a great impression that we arranged for him to be our guide and driver for our week in Cambodia.
Cambodia is hot. Think the Mid-West in the States in the summer hot…and then add some heat. That kind of hot. But tooling along in a tuk tuk the temperature is perfect. And the open sides and slower speed of a tuk tuk make it perfect for shooting documentary photos.
All images were shot with the Fuji X-T1 and either the 18mm 1.8 Fuji lens or the 35mm 1.4 Fuji lens.
Tuk tuk speed was just about perfect for seeing the countryside of Cambodia.
A rural bar in Cambodia.
A tuk tuk, especially the slower Mr Orn propelled tuk tuk, was just about perfect for taking photos.
A typical home in rural Cambodia.
A little time for relaxing.
A girl on her way to school.
Rice is Cambodia’s main export.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about my uncle who died on New Year’s Eve a few years ago. He was my idol when I was a kid. He was a cowboy his entire life. And he was doing what he loved right up until the day before he died. I’m sort of in awe of him and the sacrifices he made to pursue what he loved.
I’m pretty sure Butch thought I wasn’t a great listener when I worked for him and he was probably right. I was often restless and anxious to get things done. I still am. But I was watching and I was learning. And I’m doing exactly what I want to with my life. Thanks, Butch.
I shot these images with the original Fuji X100 a few weeks before he died.
Butch getting ready on a chilly morning for a ride.
Training a quarter horse in Portales, NM.