Skipping over several days of hanging around in Portland after returning from Puerto Rico, these photos pick up on the roadtrip through Oregon that I took with a Peace Corps friend and her sister. They were interested in hitting up Crater Lake and I was keen to get back there and continue hiking on the trail a little longer, so it worked out well. Among our travels we went clambering around some sacred rocks on an Indian reservation unaware that we were trespassing on tribal lands until returning to the Jeep and seeing the signs face down in the dirt. One day we ended up at Cove Palisades State Park gawking at 600 foot basalt column cliffsides over a plunging canyon. Mounts Hood and Jefferson stood on the horizon buried in glaciers watching the coudcover change shape.


The photographer must sometimes decide which boundaries to cross in attaining the shot.



Basalt cliffs and clouds at sunrise.

Part of the natural artwork of the region only reachable by, again, choosing which boundaries to respect.