A few million years ago way before I was born, volcanoes in the Pacific Northwest exploded, laying down ash hundreds of feet thick which compressed under extreme pressure, and became Smith Rock. Now slowly but surely super radical water is taking down Tuff (compressed volcanic ash) with its unique corrosive qualities, and creating the rock structures we see now...these are the pictures I took while I was there...rock climbing is cool too...
Field trip to film the movie that never got filmed. We all had fun at Fort Stevens, with the cold and gloomy shininess. Two cases of cheap beer, Bigfoot's Bar n' Grill and being co-pilot to a spastic driver makes a great recipe for Science fiction.
JJ's surprise party. We managed to piss off the whole neighbourhood with the pinata, the yelling, and the little bottles of booze that came in the pinata (best pinata ever).
Then came the fire down by the river, fallowed by midnight hacky-sack session.
It's old but amusing. Yup, drinking. And shaking your face while being photographed. Taking pictures on the other hand should only be done sober, like driving. But sometimes you cant help and get behind the wheel. Last night I did.