K Thx Bai

Foliage Camouflage

Flying Saucer Trials Scoreboard

Whitebark

Berry Pickers

Bus Gogh

At Mineral Lodge, outside of Lassen National Park.

I Love a Man in a Uniform

Monoscape

Summit Lake north of Mono Pass, John Muir Wilderness.

I Have Seen Him in the Watch-Fires of a Hundred Circling Camps

Onion Valley Campground, Inyo National Forest.

Draw Your Brakes, Scotty

Best in the Mission

Ships Passage

Step by Step

Abierto

Market Street Mid-Morning

Mount Doom

Love Is All You Need

Triple Cross

Janine On Her Birthday

My favorite bartender, at the Polo Grounds near the ballpark.

The Serpent and the Cigar Maker

Stop In For a Quick One With Your Sponsor

I Hear Ya, Chief

Genesee

Genesee, Plumas County.

Blues and a Hot Red Dress

She was not part of the band, she just stepped up and asked if she could sing a song with them. And then she absolutely KILLED IT. I don't know, I just thought that was one of the coolest -- and, for some reason, the totally sexiest -- moments I have ever witnessed. She's not beautiful, but she was hotter than the sun at that moment.

Travels With Brewer: Bloody Canyon

After crossing the pass, the way leads down Bloody Canyon—a terrible trail. You would all pronounce it utterly inaccessible to horses, yet pack trains come down, but the bones of several horses or mules and the stench of another told that all had not passed safely. The trail comes down three thousand feet in less than four miles, over rocks and loose stones, in narrow canyons and along by precipices. It was a bold man who first took a horse up there. The horses were so cut by sharp rocks that they named it “Bloody Canyon,” and it has held the name—and it is appropriate—part of the way the rocks in the trail are literally sprinkled with blood from the animals.
--William H. Brewer, July 1863

On Some Faraway Beach

Hand Over Your Underthings

Beware of Giant

Along Highway 89 in the Hat Creek Valley.

Shasta La Vista, Baby

Say Goodbye, It's Independence Day

Both Sides Now

Composer

Every Wind in the River

Flamingo Grave

Mono Lake Cemetery north of Lee Vining.

Road to Nowhere

Looking south from Panum Crater near Mono Lake.

Couple of Frenchies

American Microbus

At the vista point above the Lee Vining Mobil Station.

Something That Could Never Ever Possibly Destroy Us

Dreams in Another Language

Travels With Brewer: Fort Tejon

After Uncle Sam had located here and had built buildings costing at least $60,000 to $80,000, spending here in all over half a million, of course it turned out that it is on a Spanish grant, and is private property. Under the virtuous reign of Buchanan the proof was got, and the grant was confirmed to a political friend—now a rank Secessionist—a Mr. Bishop, who got the buildings all built to his hand. As there was no further use for the fort, it was vacated two or three years ago.
--William H. Brewer, April 1863

The Line Up

A scene from the 10th annual World Naked Bike Ride, held Saturday, June 8th.

He bought me with a price, freed me from the pit, full of emptiness and wrath and the fire that burns in it

Duck Narcissus

Perfect Spot for a Photo Op

House of Color

I Pray the Lord My Soul to Keep

In the Space Between the Heavens and the Corner of Some Foreign Field I Had a Dream

See Your West: Lake Tahoe

Beautiful as Lake Tahoe is from the south, it is yet more so from the north—from having a finer background of high, rugged, black mountains, some of them eleven thousand feet high, or near it, their dark sides spotted and streaked with snow.
--William H. Brewer, 1863

Two to One

Arc de la Défaite

Remnant of Doyle Drive, currently undergoing demolition, at the Presidio.