In 1944, very brave and very young Americans sat in this cockpit and used this very same airplane in service to and in defense of our country. Fast forward nearly eighty years, the length of a lifetime, and you will find a few very fortunate young souls keeping that plane and the memory of those veterans alive and in the sky. Semper fidelis.
Four years ago I just showed up to Dead Cow out of the blue. Today it’s a place where I find some of my closest friends.
Most folks will spend the vast majority of their best years employed in one form or another. Being self-employed gives me the ability to have something of a say so in the people I spend that time around. My job is to shine a light on cool people doing cool shit, literally and figuratively. The fringe benefit is that I get to spend my time around cool people doing cool shit.
Imagine the kind of personality it takes to run motorcycles with no brakes. Now get a bunch of those folks together and make’m RACE! Speedway racing is just as exciting as it looks. But the characters are the best part. https://vimeo.com/656630529
In making my living behind the camera all these years, I’ve hung out with countless characters — from all walks of life. That said, the back country aviation community is full of personality, and is one of the most welcoming and friendly groups I’ve been a part of. Blake and his dad David Nervino are proof positive.
Hugging the contours of the earth in a 1943 Navy biplane, half way across the country.
If you are the average of the people you surround yourself with, I consider myself fortunate.
Making my living behind a camera for a couple decades has meant that my knowledge base six feet wide and an inch deep. I could probably tell you a little bit of something about almost anything.