If you've enjoyed any of my pictures or thought they were any good...
Well this is the fellow that taught me everything I know.
Once upon a time, in 2010, when my 2.0 megapixel camera (top of the line in 1998, mind you) committed suicide due to tremendous outdoor abuse, JT said, "Why don't you get a REAL camera?"
He then proceeded to counsel me through the entire camera selection process and showed me where to go for educational resources.
Got a question about photo editing? Lenses?
JT knows.
Got a question about motorcycles? Kitchen gadgets? Guitar maintenance? Ski lift operation? Why the friggin' emergency brake light in my truck won't turn off?
JT knows that too. And if he doesn't, he will most certainly find out.
This site exists because of the fancy pants camera and it was super cool that this last week we got to take my photography mentor and his wife out camping to show them a handful of our favorite photogenic spots up the 395.
This was Fruity's first camping trip too...
Once upon a time, in 2010, when my 2.0 megapixel camera (top of the line in 1998, mind you) committed suicide due to tremendous outdoor abuse, JT said, "Why don't you get a REAL camera?"
He then proceeded to counsel me through the entire camera selection process and showed me where to go for educational resources.
Got a question about photo editing? Lenses?
JT knows.
Got a question about motorcycles? Kitchen gadgets? Guitar maintenance? Ski lift operation? Why the friggin' emergency brake light in my truck won't turn off?
JT knows that too. And if he doesn't, he will most certainly find out.
This site exists because of the fancy pants camera and it was super cool that this last week we got to take my photography mentor and his wife out camping to show them a handful of our favorite photogenic spots up the 395.
This was Fruity's first camping trip too...
But we soon realized after the first sleepless night of yipping coyotes, cold temps and dusty, dirty, and ticky conditions that our furbaby was not into roughing it. We promptly checked her into a local kennel to minimize the torture while Team Turk checked out the Post Pile in Mammoth Lakes.
Now that THAT was taken care of here are some pics from the trip:
The next day we hiked up to a lake which featured cliff diving and very unproductive fishing while Team Turk fished Lake Mary by boat.
They (by which I mean Mrs. Turk) did catch one fish who was promptly named "George." George got to join us for beer tasting, dinner in The Village at Mammoth Lakes and tour the natural wonder that is Mono Lake: