summer night leaving the Gorge

a while ago

The Desert

Indian Point

On Saturday Evening: we left too late, about four o' clock, to do a hike in preparation for Mt. Hood. We ate at Char Burger. At the top of Indian Point, we found an axe, cans of pineapple, a block of cheese and stacked firewood. Erica got a little scared (I was secretly scared), we hung out for a while and then ran down the trail at dusk.

F

New York

I am here, and i feel suffocated, but somehow delighted. The pleasure of new york is a masochistic asphyxiation:

A Drive Through the Gorge

Shot out the window, looking back just after The Dalles.

Out the window again. The wind was incredibly strong.

Out the back window, needs to be washed.

Somewhere West of Laramie

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