Driving South pt. II

This past weekend, me and some of my friends snuck across the border for a good swell heading down the coast. Usually when you think of going to Mexico you think of camping and getting very dirty. This was not the case. We stayed in a house bigger than most houses in San Diego. When we headed home we all had forgotten we were in Mexico for the past few days, until we hit Tijuana. The waves were good on the trip, with the swell peaking on Sunday. We saw one wave come through at the point where you could literally stick a volkswagon bus inside the barrel.....gnarly. Hope to start making more trips down here as winter slowly approaches.

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Isolation

Photos that make the viewer feel alone are ones I really try and reflect with my photography. After viewing Rob Machado's new movie The Drifter, I compiled a few images where my subject truly feels isolated and alone. These moments are my favorite to capture.

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Fall Days

Until the north wind blew like hell the other day, the water in SD was still very warm and the color was a very deep blue, reminded me of gnaraloo. I am looking forward to cold mornings and winter swell. Get Gone...

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Sometimes I feel like puking

Will I ever get sick of going right?

Been surfing my nut off and shooting lots of pictures. My crew finally showed up today and I migrated from a cardboard box to pretty much the Taj Mahal. Waves will be medium sized for the rest of the trip until the last two days when we should be getting a good swell. Stay tuned for updates cause the Taj Mahal has wireless throughout the entire area.

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Flying South

I am heading south, not as far south as the photos below, but far enough south to experience something completely new.

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On a Whim

One morning, my roomate Cody asked Lauren and myself to go camp up in Mammoth Lakes over the holiday weekend. Less than two hours later we were off. I have only ever been to Mammoth in winter time, so going when there was no snow was an entirely different experience. We left San Diego where it was hovering around 102 and arrived in Mammoth at our camping spot where it was in the low 30's. We took our time on the drive stopping to check out the smoke from the LA fires as it floated across the desert and to walk around a 'ghost' town, which pretty much was just a bunch of old people playing checkers outside of their house. (which might be creepier than actual ghosts) It was good seeing old friends who live in Mammoth year round, I envy how nice of a town they have. Hopefully I can make it back up to the Sierras before the first snowfall, which is quickly approaching.

Enjoy, E