It’s a rare opportunity for me to shoot in the Appalachian Mountains, I place I explored endlessly in my late-teens/ early twenties before relocating to Oregon. My roots run deep there: it’s where I first lifted a backpack on to my back, slept in the open under a star-filled sky, and where my life long connection to the natural world first began. So it was really refreshing to find myself shooting this section of Shay’s Run under great conditions. Everything about shooting this place was visceral, from the deep earthy smells, to the rust colored waters, to the Appalachian twang of tourists. The place felt both strangely new and completely familiar at the same time, a reminder of a life I left behind, yet one which continues to impact and direct me to this day.
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