I saw this photo (above) on Kallie's blog earlier this week and was inspired to see more. I was delighted to find this wonderful collection of images by Randy P. Martin, all capturing the wild spirit of the Pacific Northwest that I've been missing lately. I want to strap some granola on my back and climb mountains and look out over majestic landscapes and just be quiet and peaceful and free for a while.
(all photos found here)
When I was in high school, I had the choice to either go to France and Switzerland with my French class or travel to Washington with the Outing Club. I chose Europe, I certainly do not regret it, and I know that I am more inclined to be the sort of person who goes to Europe than the sort of person who spends a week camping under the stars in the mountains. However, I have always had a special connection with the natural world that I will never (and never want to) shake. Someday I will hike through the Rockies and sleep in the Redwood forest and visit Big Sur, but for now I will have to content myself with gazing longingly through the window of Martin's lens. And, for old time's sake, some photos from a long-ago road trip to the Oregon Coast, when i was broke as can be and free: