Tequila Sunrise, on the Rocks

Continuing from where I left off yesterday, I was soaked to the bone, covered in sand and my gear was drenched yet I was still approximately 10 minutes away from my goal, the rocky beach I spotted from the side of the road. You can imagine I was pretty pissed by this time but since I was so close to my desired location, I couldn't turn around now with my proverbial tail between my sand chaffed legs. I kept on, ensuring myself that all of this trouble would be worth it. My camera and lens seemed to be functioning alright aside from the few wet spots and granules of sand. As soon as I arrived, I got straight to work. I set my bag aside, making sure this time my equipment was a safe distance from the tide. I was very quickly getting the results I desired and was getting excited that in fact all the trouble was indeed worth it. Once I felt I had shot what I wanted from the location I set off to return to the resort grounds as I was leaving Mexico that afternoon and had to make quick work of cleaning my equipment as quickly as possible to avoid any further damage from the sea water.

To this day, everything is still working fine. As I said, I do find a fine grain of sand here and there but it is just a constant reminder to take better care of my gear and be more conscious. Now, without any further adieu, here are the photos!

A Day at the Beach

Shot with a Canon EOS 5D Mark II

Las Vegas 2012: Manhattan Beach

Heading home from Las Vegas is always a somber experience. Your body is broken. The amount of damage you have done to your body is irreparable. The sleep deprivation has reached it's peak. The diet of fast food and alcohol has twisted your intestines into a giant ball of pain and guilt. You're aching to go home in the worst way but it's not going to come easy.

This year we decided it would be a good idea to go straight to the airport from the club without any sleep. Sure, this is common practice for most leaving Vegas but we weren't boarding a flight. No no; we were at the airport to pick up our rental car. A Dodge Voyager Minivan to be exact. Anticipating endless rows of traffic we left Vegas early that Memorial Weekend Sunday but were happily (groggily) surprised to find the highways clear and free of congestion.

We made it to the City of Angels with time to spare and decided to kill (cherish) our last hours with each other in the sleepy beach town of Manhattan Beach. I've never had the pleasure of visiting the surfer's hideaway myself and I really enjoyed it's laid back vibe. I of course took the opportunity to snap some photos. I couldn't have thought of a better way to cap off an another amazing trip to Las Vegas. It brought us all back to the planet Earth and gave us a chance to slow down for a few moments and enjoy something truly authentic and real.

















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