“Price Is Right” rule. Camping is great because you lose track of time. With 4:30 sunsets (#GoldenHour) you fall asleep early and wake when you please. I think this is because all screens are out of service, out of country or dead. But sometimes you camp with that one asshole who has a working phone. They check the football score every 15, and then tell you the time even though you didn't ask. Therefore, breaking your timeless zen state. In this scenario my favourite game to play is “Guess What Time It Is!” Right before he tells you the time, everyone takes a stab at the current time. Closest to the time wins!
pnw
Sorry guys, but the #GoldenHour is a hoax. The real secret is to wait for the sunset to disappear. Then you’ve got about 15 minutes of drastically changing, super soft, natural, @Gucci, light that will light your model like an angel. When you combine the race against time and the excitement of a nude body, that’s when the magic happens. But, the real, real secret, is to learn how to shoot in all lighting scenarios...
Yeap, no waves here...
White Flag.
Have you ever played the game #RoseAndThorn? Every weekend after a #camping/ #surftrip we all say ''rose and thorn'' like a hundred times, then one at a time we share our shittiest moment of the trip and the best one. So, I'll got first! My Thorn of the trip was leaving the beach just as the waves were getting jumbo and clean. My Rose of the trip was super gluing a loonie (Candadian $1 coin) to the floor of the ferry and watching people fail to pick it up.
I'm very excited to be shooting colour film again. Trying to find my niche with new film companies is always exploratory. 35mm bxw with natural light will always be my favourite to shoot, but it's good to bounce around to learn something new or old, even if it's digital once in a while... Video is my next big shift!
If you really want to see what matters most to me just take a short drive.
One male and one female kelp greenling at hand.
Shot for Herschel Supply Co.’s Well Travelled blog.
As we wait for dinner to arrive, I build a fire out of redwood cedar and Will plays the harmonica.
Shot for Herschel Supply Co.’s Well Travelled blog.
Mike prepares to hop into the frigid saltwater. This is when we realize the guru that lays inside him.
Shot for Herschel Supply Co.’s Well Travelled blog.
Ice, water, steam.
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Mike with his pack, wetsuit, & gun.
Shot for Herschel Supply Co.'s Well Travelled blog.
We brake camp as the cold cracks our skin. Headed deeper into foreign land; onto native land.
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The fillet process. Local, organic, no GMO’s, and no steroids, antibiotics, or preservatives. Happy fish.
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Mike spears a lingcod in the kelp forest. He contemplates its life but knows whats right.
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Eric Grabbing a couple lures. He’s not gunna catch shit, not even with that cute fishing vest.
Shot for Herschel Supply’s Well Travelled blog.
Slowly you fade.
"The night before the trip we loosely spoke about our goals; we’d get an early start, get some surfing in around sunset, sleep on the beach, then wake up and carry on. But the next morning arrived at 1PM. I pulled my swollen eyelids as far apart as I could manage to look at my phone. I hadn’t missed any calls. I stood up and braced my hand over my eyes as I made my way to an unfamiliar washroom to unload whatever Greek-fry and shawarma medley was knocking at the back of my throat. Finally, the crew clumsily came together around three in the afternoon. With all of our belongings in the vehicle there wasn’t much room for movement, and the drive to the border was slow. The car was quiet save the exchange of pills and hangover remedies. It was a panorama of mouths agape, hoodies up, and heads resting on windows, and the air smelled of coffee sweat. We became aware that given the time, we weren’t going to get any surfing in on the first day." -Sasha Barkans.
An excerpt from Water In The Fuel.
Featured on Desillusion with support from Sitka.
My buddy Sasha Barkans just put together some hard work and created a new album on my site!
"Warm Beer Cold Women" is a series that focuses on a love/hate relationship of surfing in frigid waters, with little sleep, and long car rides. Warm Beer Cold Women is a story about how the surrounding conditions are worsening, but the surf is soon changing for the better.
Location: Sombrio, Tofino, Ucluelet, La Push, & Westport.
Look for new work from Mexico to come shortly.
I took this picture of two random surfers walking in from a large stormy surf. They asked to see the picture and were surprised at the result. I told them I would give them a business card in the parking lot, instead they exchanged a laugh.
South Chestermans, Tofino, British Columbia.
From the series Warm Beer, Cold Women.
©Alex Guiry 2012