Joe Is a Jesus-lovin, picture takin fool from banks, oregon. His other hobbies include climbing, hiking, fixing his vanagon, and pretty much anything slightly dangerous or far from the ground.

With an enormous love for life and people, joe brings a smile to everything he does. this blog is a small glimpse of his view on the world and the things created in it.


A Ship Among the Stars

A Ship Among the Stars

“It’s better to face madness with a plan than to sit still and let it take you in pieces.”
— Josh Malerman

Sometimes I feel as though I am going crazy. I have times where I just can't be home any longer. My thoughts overwhelm me and nothing, not a single thing, can change the course of my unrest unless I leave my house. Sometimes this leads to a 2am run or a nine-mile walk, other times I find myself sitting on the edge of a ten story parking garage, and yet occasionally my madness drives me to travel a great distance for the sake of the drive. 

Last night it was so bad I fled my house at 11:30pm. I didn't have a destination in mind, I just knew I had to get out of my head and driving would take me away from there. I found myself at the bottom of Saddle Mountain in the fog, 73.5 miles away from my house. I hiked to the top, and something beautiful happened. My hike took me above the cloud layer, and in the dark of night I emerged with the immaculate milky way painted in the sky. Out of the 20+ times I've done this hike in the night, I've never been above the clouds and seen the milky way this bright. It was truly a sight to behold. This time I also noticed that the railing, when seen from the other side, looks like a ship! I shot photos until the sun started to rise, at which point I raced back down the mountain, eager to be on the road before the sun came up. Driving was a struggle, as I hadn't had sleep since 5:30 the previous morning, so I texted my parents and crashed on their couch. I could have stopped home for a shower before my shift started at 2pm, but I was so eager to stay away I showered at my parents and drove straight to the hotel.

I'm not sure what goes on in my head sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I'm not depressed, but I think I just go crazy when I spend too much time thinking about my life. My boss put it beautifully when she said "You don't like to be home with your own thoughts." I think it's safe to say that is exactly right.

3rd Time's Not a Charm, It's Miserable

3rd Time's Not a Charm, It's Miserable

Hotel Ventures, and a Picture of a Flower

Hotel Ventures, and a Picture of a Flower