For the first time since moving away from Portland in 2006, I spent the fall and early winter in the Pacific Northwest. Typically, I'd headed south when the days shortened and the rain came. Short, wet days aren't conducive to living in your car. This autumn the rain held off, and I hung around, exploring the area that I grew up in.
One of my old stomping grounds.
A timber framed cabin my mom and her partner in crime built in the Columbia River Gorge.
Heating with wood during the cold snaps.
Chelsea at Point Disappointment.
Erosion a few hundred yards from the ocean in a dense forest on the Olympic Peninsula.
Dean stoking the fire on his outdoor wood stove.
Morning in my Four Wheel Camper in Central Oregon.
A cold streak in the Columbia River Gorge.
Everything you need, nothing you don't.
36° and misting in Eastern Oregon.
My dad checking out an abounded house in eastern Oregon.
Looking east from the Cape Horn Trail on the Washington side of the Columbia River Gorge. For more photos, check out this album, Early January (Adobe Revel).
Sarah during a break in the storm.
It's almost February now and ever so slowly, the days are getting longer. Tonight it's supposed to get down toe the teens, I'm in the eastern Sierra. Living in your car and waking up with sunrise and falling asleep shortly after sunset makes you attentively aware of the seasons and weather. Maybe its the first snow, or the holidays, but this period of early winter is one of my favorites.
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