Photo Journal: III

You should know, the first 9 images are from my good friend Josh Ginter. He was kind enough to collaborate on this issue and let me feature some of his work from a recent trip to Banff National Park. He wanted to showcase the landscape through a different color and decided to go with a black and white theme. This rubbed off on the rest of the photo journal and I mostly followed his lead. But on a few occasions I couldn’t help myself.


Fall is my absolute favorite time of year. Growing up in Michigan, the fall colors were breathtaking. There was nothing better than the crisp cool weather, hiking through the woods with crunchy leaves under foot.

In my mind I envisioned a photo journal of fall foliage. Majestic views that you sit down with a cup of coffee to take in. But then reality set in, I now live in the middle of the US, where the fall colors are not nearly as vibrant as what I grew up with. They are still there, just not what I was spoiled with growing up. Then the other reality sets in, I’m a husband and father of two young children. Going caravanning through the woods for long hikes is not a spontaneous event. It’s a logistical miracle that must be executed with precision. Boys must be fed, nap schedules must be synchronized, then if you’re lucky, throw everyone in the car and drive like hell for the trailhead hoping your hard work pays off. Once we’ve de-cared (like deplaning, when you have kids getting in and out of the car is a ordeal) the meltdown sequence timer has begun. It is not advisable to be aware from food and shelter once the sequence as started.

All that to say, I’m really proud of the images for this issues photo journal. These are usually never what I originally thought, but they are what the constraints of my life allow. Which is enough. I think these are some of my best images to date.