I love sports. I love being active. I started playing t-ball when I was four. I played baseball until I was 14 when I broke my arm; I never got my swing back. After baseball I took up pole vaulting. It was fun, I almost killed myself. When I got bored of that I started running long distance. In college I ran the 5000 on the track. Running helped me cope with my teen years. I've never wrestled though, thought it would be torture to run in plastic bags and starve myself to cut weight.
When I was a kid I spent a lot of summers in Northern Cal on my grandparents ranch. I learned to chase rabbits, build things with scrap wood, shoot a 22 rifle and fish for trout using a tree branch and worms. It was great fun...some of the best memories of my childhood. I'll be going back in a few weeks to shoot the spots and places where my memories are the strongest. Can't wait!
I found BJ Hill walking along a country road headed to his home state of Massachusetts via California, Nevada, Utah, Wyoming, South Dakota into the south and back up to the north east. Yep he's walking across the country. Really cool guy. He's carrying a book with him asking people he meets to write a message to the future President of the United States.
He's had a good trip thus far. Except for the punk who stole his gear in the middle of the Nevada desert.
You can read about his travels and cause here.
Martin for Men's Fitness Magazine. He was cool, a bit self conscious but had a story to tell. Said he was going out for a steak dinner after the shoot. I used to wait tables at a steakhouse in Alaska. It was fun. The Steak was good. I liked the porterhouse, medium rare. The service was fantastic, as long as I waited on you.
It's supposed to be spring here. It's not. It's cold. There's snow. Savannah enjoyed the first five minutes of the shoot, then decided she was done.
