To get to the coast we had to walk through the old growth forests of the Olympic Peninsula. We started our trip late and only had a small window of time through which we would be able to pass safely beneath Scott's Bluff at low tide. Soon high tide would come crashing in against the high cliff walls and we would be cut off from our destination.

We trudged through the thick mud which covered the forest floor. Every step into the oozing mud came up to our ankles as if trying to pull us backwards. Keeping the mud saturated a heavy rain poured as we approached the shore. By the time we made it, we were soaked in mud and cold water, but finally we could see the pacific ocean.

As we came down to the shore we were abruptly greeted by an sharp seafood-like odor. It turned out that the day before a dead whale had floated to shore. Upside down it lay among the sharp rocks along the coast, the tide now far below it. Continuing, we hurried along the shoreline towards the bluff hoping we'd still have time to make the crossing before the waves came in.

Finally we crossed between Scott's Bluff and the approaching water, and made our way to that night's campsite, adorned with a treasure trove of oceanic miscellany. At the water's edge a vast collection of buoys dangled from toppled tree limbs like pirates at the gallows.

The rain beat down on us unceasingly throughout the night. Our tent developed a dozen leaks that dripped and mocked our efforts the stay dry. Sleep doesn't come easy when the only place to lay is a shallow pool of cold water. By morning everything we had brought with us was thoroughly soaked.

The following day we made light of our wet misfortune and as the tides rolled in we swam out among the vast sea stacks of the Giant's Graveyard. Despite the danger from frigid waters, submerged rocks, and sea-logs (broken tree trunks propelled by the crashing waves), we pulled past the wild chaos of the breaking waves and bobbed tranquilly for a moment, each of us just a drop in the vastness of the ocean.

Hiking through the mud.

The dead whale.

Passing beneath the bluff.

The buoy trees.


The breaking waves.


See the world, they
told me...

bayou goula towhead

the sea test

the circumnavigator pt5
the circumnavigator pt4
the circumnavigator pt3
the circumnavigator pt2
the circumnavigator pt1
falling dream
the darkness
one hell of a mile 3&4
he will return
the believers
the horror pt2
the horror pt1
death valley

paradise of outlaws
the mountain climbers 1&2
brought to surface
one hell of a mile 3
the lost world
inner gorge
a ghost story
the riddle
slaying the minotaur
heart of darkness
public lands
organ music
two sought adventure
the virgin river
the road north

steal the world
the end of the world
el dorado
the valley of the kings 2
the valley of the kings 1
one hell of a mile 2
one hell of a mile 1
the mountain climbers rr4
heroes rr3
rainy roadtrip 2
rainy roadtrip 1
the transgression
sinister 2
sinister 1
new chapter

like sedona?
torn in two
bridge to nowhere
the door
hitting the wall
elusive 2
elusive 1
pick up lines

revisited 2
revisited 1
which way?
lost mines
in their footsteps
a dance with death

casting the bones
mountain thief
the deer hunter
strange temple
burial pt. 3
burial pt. 2
burial pt. 1
the apparition
return to hell
the lower depths
underground lake
stretch sewer
the hidden lab
shadow movements
meager rations
sw8: the conclusion
sw7: lost gold mines
sw6: the big tubes
sw5: gold!
sw4: el calderon
sw3: redondo
sw2: ghosts
sw1: westward bound
formaldehyde dreams
the underdark
in the beginning