From the Sidelines to the Sacraments: My Journey into the Catholic Church
And I thought: If this level of evil is real, then the opposite must also be real. There has to be a corresponding good. There has to be God.
I didn’t have a dramatic moment of conversion—no lightning bolt from the sky. My story isn’t flashy. But it is honest. And it’s been more than 56 years in the making.
Thank you to my friend and fellow photographer Richard Pochop for many of these images.
This past Easter, I was baptized and received my First Communion at St.Clare Parish in Roseville, CA. But the journey started long before that—in conversations, reflections, and small nudges that slowly pulled me from the sidelines and into something deeper, truer, and more alive than I ever expected.
Growing Up Without It
I wasn’t raised in a religious household. My parents occasionally went to church, but faith wasn’t central. I was never baptized as a child. My moral compass was shaped more by personal standards than spiritual ones. I didn’t drink or party—and I still haven’t been drunk to this day. A lot of my friends growing up were Mormon. I admired their values, and one of them—my friend Aaron—is still a close friend. But faith wasn’t a part of my life.
It wasn’t that I didn’t believe. I just never connected with it. No one ever presented it in a way that clicked for me. Looking back, I wonder if my learning challenges—particularly dyslexia—played a role in that. Reading was always mechanical. Comprehension was hard-earned.
Amy’s Steady Witness
One of the biggest influences in my journey was right beside me the whole time—my wife, Amy.
She never pushed. She lived her faith quietly and consistently. She took our kids to church week after week. I stayed home and watched football. I helped the church with photography when asked, and I enjoyed the community—but I never felt like I was part of it.
Amy, however, was always open. She has an incredible depth of knowledge about the Church, and she delivers it with clarity and patience. I could ask her anything—no judgment, no agenda. That became a huge source of support as I slowly began asking more questions and taking faith more seriously.
A Shift in Perspective
One of the moments that opened the door came while I was driving a rental car on a trip to Atlanta. Alone with my thoughts, I found myself reflecting on the sheer amount of evil in the world—especially what we see online and through social media. The way children are harmed, how truth and dignity are undermined, the dark symbolism some of the cultural elite embrace… it struck me.
And I thought: If this level of evil is real, then the opposite must also be real. There has to be a corresponding good. There has to be God.
That simple logic hit hard.
Soon after, I came across Fr. Dan Reehil, a Catholic priest and exorcist who talks openly about evil and spiritual warfare. His practical, unfiltered explanations of the faith made sense to me. He also spoke about Mary—specifically the mutual pain of Christ on the Cross and His mother watching in agony. That reflection stopped me in my tracks. The shared suffering between Jesus and Mary became a turning point in how I saw both of them.
A Growing Devotion to Mary
That insight led to something else I didn’t expect: a growing devotion to Mary.
I never had a strong connection to her before, but the more I learned, the more I came to admire her courage, sorrow, and strength. She didn’t just say “yes” to God once—she stayed present, even in unimaginable pain. She stood at the foot of the Cross and never turned away. That kind of strength speaks deeply to me. I know her guidance will play a large role in my life moving forward.
Learning to Pray
Prayer didn’t come easily. I didn’t grow up doing it, and hearing my own voice in prayer felt uncomfortable. But I kept showing up. Now, Amy and I pray together every night. I’m learning to talk to Jesus like a friend and confidant. It’s still a work in progress, but the relationship is building.
The Rosary has also become meaningful to me. I haven’t made it a daily habit yet, but I’m getting there. Like anything, it takes repetition and intention. The same goes for confession—I haven’t made my first one yet, but I’m looking forward to it. The idea that baptism washed away my past sins is still hard to fully grasp. There’s a lot in my past I’m not proud of. But knowing those sins are gone—that’s humbling and liberating.
Overcoming Challenges with Technology
Because of my dyslexia, reading has always been a challenge. I moved to a large-print Bible and then to a digital one on my iPad, which helped tremendously. I also used ChatGPT to take notes and summarize what I was learning. It became a study partner—something that helped me keep up and truly engage with the material. I may have been the only one in class using those tools, but they made the difference for me. I wasn’t just going through the motions—I was learning.
A Good Head Coach at the Right Time
St. Clare Church in Roseville became my spiritual home. The pastor, Father George Snyder, played a major role in why I decided to go through with baptism when I did—and where I did.
Before I even knew him well, he had already entered our family’s story—he gave my father-in-law Last Rites during COVID, when few could even get into hospitals. That moment left a mark.
But beyond that, Father George has something unique. He has what I call the “X factor.” He doesn’t just preach—he teaches. His homilies are rich with insight, and his passion for the faith, the saints, and the Church’s history (especially as the keeper of relics for the diocese) is contagious.
To use a sports analogy: sometimes, you just need the right coach to get you off the bench. Father George was that coach for me. He got me in the game. And now that I understand how it’s played, I feel like I can step onto any field and hold my own.
That’s not to take anything away from my years at Saints Peter and Paul. I spent many Easters photographing the Vigil there, and I even had the honor of photographing a priest’s first Mass. That church holds a special place in my heart, and always will. One of the people I worked closely with there was Michelle, who coordinated many of the events I photographed. Her dedication, kindness, and organization made every project smooth and welcoming. Even though I wasn’t a committed member of the Catholic faith at the time, those experiences—thanks to people like Michelle—helped me grow in respect for the Church and its people. In hindsight, they were part of what eventually led me to where I am today.
But sometimes you need a different coach-player combination to unlock your potential. That’s what happened at St. Clare.
Surrounded by Faith
I didn’t walk this journey alone. My brother-in-law Michael acted as my sponsor, and I’m incredibly thankful for his steady support. Like Amy, he’s deeply knowledgeable and always open to discussion. I felt totally comfortable asking him anything.
For my godparents, I chose my oldest daughter, Victoria, and my oldest son, Ethan. I know that might seem unusual, but to me, it made perfect sense. Their faith and character are strong, and having them stand beside me during baptism made it feel like a true family milestone.
From Inspiration to Action: A Media Ministry
All of this has led to something bigger—something I never would’ve imagined a few years ago: the beginning of a media ministry.
I’ve worked in photography and videography for years. It’s what I do. But now, I see an opportunity to use those skills for something more eternal. The Church has incredible stories to tell, and many of our parishes aren’t using media to its full potential. I want to change that.
One experience that stands out is my time volunteering with the National Eucharistic Pilgrimage at the end of last year. It wasn’t just a photography assignment—it was a spiritual deepening. I documented the pilgrims’ journey, capturing moments of reverence and joy, and even collaborating with my wife on lighting for some of the images. That experience gave me a profound respect for the dedication of the faithful—and for the power of images to tell a story that words can’t always capture.
I want to bring that same energy to local parishes and beyond, capturing the energy and wisdom of people like Father George, the beauty of our liturgies, and the power of faith-filled lives. If my work can help others see what I’ve come to see—even just a glimpse—it will be worth every minute.
Stepping Fully In
This journey has given me peace I didn’t know I was missing. It’s not that everything is figured out—I still have a long way to go. But I’ve stepped off the sidelines. I’ve been baptized, I’ve received the sacraments, and I’m in the game now.
This isn’t just belief. It’s life. And I’m all in.
Wyoming Army ROTC Field Training Exercise: A Father's Reflection on Leadership and Legacy
In April 2025, I made a 2,400-mile round-trip drive from Sacramento to Laramie, Wyoming, stopping in Guernsey for a weekend I’ll never forget. I was there to spend a few days with my son Ryan, a senior in the University of Wyoming’s Army ROTC program, as he and his fellow seniors ran their culminating training event—the Joint Field Training Exercise (JFTX).
A Father’s Reflection on Leadership, Legacy, and the Bright Future of the U.S. Army
In April 2025, I made a 2,400-mile round-trip drive from Sacramento to Laramie, Wyoming, stopping in Guernsey for a weekend I’ll never forget. I was there to spend a few days with my son Ryan, a senior in the University of Wyoming’s Army ROTC program, as he and his fellow seniors ran their culminating training event—the Joint Field Training Exercise (JFTX). What made it so significant wasn’t just that it marked the end of their time as cadets, but that they were fully responsible for planning, resourcing, and executing the entire training operation. This wasn’t a scripted drill handed down from above—it was a live, student-led operation, built from the ground up by the people running it.
But what I witnessed over those four days was much more than a personal milestone. It was a powerful glimpse into the next generation of Army officers, and it left me not only proud as a father but hopeful as an American.
The Road to Guernsey
Long before I arrived at Camp Guernsey, I had already begun to feel the weight of what this trip meant. The drive out took me through snow-dusted mountains, desolate stretches of Nevada desert, and into the red cliffs and open skies of Utah and Wyoming. Every turn seemed to echo the history of this country—from the Oregon Trail ruts near Guernsey to the sandstone cliffs of Echo Canyon that once guided westward-bound settlers. It felt right that something so timeless and rooted would be the setting for a new chapter in Ryan’s life.
Camp Guernsey: Training Ground for Future Leaders
Camp Guernsey Joint Training Center is an expansive, 78,000-acre facility with multiple training zones: live-fire artillery ranges, land navigation courses, obstacle fields, and an airfield capable of handling C-17s. It’s the kind of place designed to push cadets past their limits—not just physically, but mentally and emotionally.
The Field Training Exercise Ryan participated in is a long-standing joint event between the University of Wyoming and Colorado State University. While this annual event is unique in its scale and collaboration, it’s important to understand that every ROTC program nationwide is designed to be cadet-led. Events like this one are not just opportunities for cadets to train—they are built, resourced, and executed by the seniors themselves.
Ryan and his peers spent countless hours leading up to this weekend learning and applying concepts like training management, prioritizing objectives, and planning for short-term, mid-term, and long-term training goals. This JFTX wasn’t just a culminating experience for the underclassmen—it was the senior cadets’ capstone assignment. And they did an outstanding job from start to finish.
On arrival, cadets were flown in by UH-60 Blackhawks, a first for the event thanks to the Wyoming National Guard. From there, the intensity never let up. Gear was inspected, platoons were formed, and a Tactical Operations Center (TOC) was established. Over the next three days, cadets rotated through five missions, each one testing leadership, teamwork, and decision-making. Juniors were placed in rotating leadership roles—squad leader, platoon sergeant, platoon leader—and evaluated based on the Army Leadership Requirements Model.
At one point, temperatures surged to 85 degrees—a rare spring spike that prompted the seniors and cadre to proactively adjust the training plan to mitigate risk. I watched as they issued jerry cans full of Gatorade and made other real-time decisions to keep the cadets hydrated and safe. While I initially thought I was witnessing heat-related injuries, I later learned the actual incidents included a hip injury and four knee-related injuries—each managed quickly and professionally by the team on site.
The final challenge was land navigation, a course designed by Ryan and CDT McDonald. Cadets had five hours to locate four points during the day, and four hours at night to find three more. No GPS. Just a compass, a map, a pace count, and an unwavering focus. It was physically grueling and mentally demanding—by design.
Watching My Son in His Element
Seeing Ryan in this setting, I was moved in a way I didn’t expect. He stood tall, clear-headed, and in control. Confident, but never commanding attention for the sake of it. One particular moment stays with me: a younger cadet returned to the TOC frustrated after failing to find a single land nav point. I watched Ryan calmly pull them aside, speak to them quietly, and help them regroup. It turned out the cadet’s compass had been miscalibrated—an important lesson in verifying your gear—but what stood out wasn’t the technical correction. It was the way Ryan led with empathy, not ego.
I’ve seen him on the football field, in the gym, at family dinners. But here? I saw him as the man he’s become. That kind of quiet, steady leadership doesn’t show up overnight. It’s built. And it’s earned.
Mentoring the Next Shooter
Throughout the weekend, I had a shadow of my own—Louis, the battalion’s Public Affairs Officer (PAO). He was assigned to stay with me and soak up whatever he could. And he did. I showed him how to work with off-camera flash, use natural light to shape emotion, and edit creatively using just an iPhone and the Tintype app. The cadets were thrilled with the portraits we made—images that made them feel strong, proud, and seen. And Louis? He got inspired. I saw it happen in real time.
I brought my Nikon Z9 with a 70–200mm lens and my Z8 with a 24–70mm. Both were set to medium RAW, auto ISO, and daylight white balance. I bracketed exposures for group shots and worked quickly under unpredictable conditions. Time was tight. Lighting changed by the minute. But like everything else that weekend, the challenge was part of the reward.
Leadership That Leaves an Impact
One of the most meaningful parts of the weekend was the time I spent riding to and from the site with Lieutenant Colonel Paul W. Hanson, the Professor of Military Science at the University of Wyoming. LTC Hanson oversees the entire ROTC capstone program—the training, the commissioning, the academic interface with the university.
He’s also a seasoned Army officer, with deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan and experience advising at the Pentagon. But more than his credentials, what struck me was his character. He spoke with clarity, conviction, and genuine care for these cadets. He sees the mission behind the mission: not just to prepare soldiers, but to build leaders of integrity and resilience.
He told me that having me there for the FTX was the best decision he made this year. That meant a lot. And I believe he meant it.
A Personal Testament
Photography has never been an easy road. The highs are incredible. The lows can be brutal. But it’s given me the one thing I value most—presence. I’ve coached my kids, cheered for them, mentored them, and stood beside them with a camera in hand. And because of the life I chose, I was able to be here—to watch my son step fully into the role he’s been working toward, and to see with my own eyes how ready he is.
I’ve always tried to stay involved in my kids’ lives without becoming overbearing. My wife worried early on that, as a former athlete, I’d bring that same intensity into fatherhood. Maybe she wasn’t wrong to worry. But I’ve done my best to walk that line—to support, not push; to guide, not pressure.
This weekend confirmed I did something right.
The Future is Bright
As I made the long drive back to Sacramento—1,050 miles of empty road and full reflection—I couldn’t help but feel something deeper than pride. I felt hope.
These cadets—their dedication, their adaptability, their leadership under pressure—represent everything we want to see in the future of the Army. And under the guidance of leaders like LTC Hanson, they’re being shaped the right way.
If you’re wondering what kind of young people are preparing to lead this country, or what kind of program is molding them, I’d encourage you to look at the University of Wyoming’s Cowboy Battalion. What they’re doing isn’t just a training exercise. It’s legacy work. And I’m honored to have witnessed it.
Sacramento Fashion Week 2025 – A Photographer’s Perspective
Fashion Week always brings a mix of creativity, spontaneity, and technical challenges. This year at Sacramento Fashion Week, held at the Crocker Art Museum, I set out with a clear vision of how I wanted to capture the event. Over two nights, I experimented with lens choices, lighting techniques, and visual storytelling,
Fashion Week always brings a mix of creativity, spontaneity, and technical challenges. This year at Sacramento Fashion Week, held at the Crocker Art Museum, I set out with a clear vision of how I wanted to capture the event. Over two nights, I experimented with lens choices, lighting techniques, and visual storytelling, narrowing down my final selections to 46 images that best represented my approach.
Night 1 – Up Close & Personal with a 20mm Lens
For the first night, I committed to using a 20mm fixed lens, which forced me to get close and fully engage with my subjects. A wide-angle lens like this is powerful when used up close—it creates intimacy and pulls the viewer right into the scene. When shot from a distance, it tends to lose impact unless you’re capturing an entire environment.
I also experimented with a strobe positioned outside the main window to illuminate the runway. The idea was to create dramatic backlighting for the models as they walked. While I liked some of the results, I hadn’t anticipated the subtle patterned texture on the museum’s windows. This caused the light to diffuse more than expected, softening its impact. That’s part of the creative process—trying new things, adapting, and learning from the results.
Night 2 – Flexibility with a 24-70mm Lens & On-Camera Flash
For the second night, I switched things up and shot with my 24-70mm lens, staying mostly at the 24mm end. This gave me more flexibility to react to the fast-paced environment while still keeping the immersive feel I wanted.
I also mounted my flash onto a strobe frame, keeping it as close to the lens center as possible when shooting vertically. This technique helps reduce shadows, creating a distinct, high-energy look. The bright, direct light adds an editorial feel that works well in a fast-moving setting like a fashion event.
Finding the Right Moments
While covering events like this, I always seek out candid, organic moments rather than posed shots. If someone naturally strikes a look when I raise my camera, I’ll take the shot, but the most interesting images often come from unexpected interactions.
For example, I captured a few moments when models were eating sour candy backstage—it was a break from the polished, high-fashion aesthetic, showing their personalities in a fun way. Encouraging these unscripted moments adds layers to the story of the event.
Post-Processing & Creating a Cohesive Style
Once the event was over, I spent a few days refining my edit, looking for a consistent visual style that tied both nights together. My final adjustments included:
• Opening up the exposure for a brighter, more open feel.
• Dramatically lowering contrast to create a soft, balanced look.
• Dropping highlights & whites while lifting shadows & blacks to retain detail.
• Shifting the white balance cooler for a sleek, editorial feel.
• Fine-tuning colors in Lightroom’s color mixer to match the aesthetic I envisioned.
Applying this look across all images helped ensure the series felt cohesive and intentional.
Final Thoughts
Shooting Sacramento Fashion Week was a fantastic creative challenge. With so much visual energy—bold designs, vibrant colors, and stunning models—it was the perfect playground for experimenting with different techniques.
I’ve learned over time to shoot for myself first—to create images that I find visually compelling rather than worrying about outside opinions. In this case, there wasn’t a single “client,” just a shared goal of representing the event well. That gave me the freedom to pursue the angles, subjects, and style that felt right.
It also reinforced something I’ve long believed: warming up visually before shooting makes a huge difference. Before each evening, I looked at images in a style I wanted to emulate, sometimes building a reference board on Pinterest to set the tone. Just like an athlete warms up before a game, priming your visual brain before a shoot helps you get into a creative rhythm faster.
I’ll be posting my final images in a series of Instagram posts, so keep an eye out! If you see yourself or know the designers, models, or hair & makeup artists, feel free to tag them.
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Cruising Reflections: A Photographer's Journey Through Alaska
Cruising was an entirely novel experience for me, and I approached it with a blend of excitement and curiosity. While I had heard countless stories about the joys of cruising, nothing could have prepared me for the immersive adventure that lay ahead.
Setting Sail on My Maiden Voyage
As I boarded the Ruby Princess, I was welcomed by the friendly and professional staff. This was my first taste of the exceptional service that Princess Cruises is renowned for. The ease of embarkation set a positive tone for the journey, and I felt a sense of anticipation building as we set sail from San Francisco and headed toward the Golden Gate Bridge.
Cruising was an entirely novel experience for me, and I approached it with a blend of excitement and curiosity. While I had heard countless stories about the joys of cruising, nothing could have prepared me for the immersive adventure that lay ahead.
Our first glimpse of the Ruby Princess, majestically moored in San Francisco's port, as we crossed the Bay Bridge. A sight that kickstarted our excitement for the adventure ahead.
Setting Sail on My Maiden Voyage
As I boarded the Ruby Princess, I was welcomed by the friendly and professional staff. This was my first taste of the exceptional service that Princess Cruises is renowned for. The ease of embarkation set a positive tone for the journey, and I felt a sense of anticipation building as we set sail from San Francisco and headed toward the Golden Gate Bridge.
The Golden Gate Bridge, an iconic symbol of San Francisco, was a mesmerizing sight as we sailed beneath it. The ship's immense size seemed almost incongruous with the grandeur of the bridge, yet we passed through gracefully. It was a moment I'll cherish forever, a fusion of natural beauty and human engineering.
The Ruby Princess: A Floating Oasis
The Ruby Princess served as our floating oasis, and the ship's amenities were impressive. Touchscreen displays, accessible via our Medallion, allowed us to effortlessly access information, streamlining our activities and exploration. The ship's modernity was evident, and I appreciated the seamless integration of technology into the cruise experience.
The Medallion on my wrist, not just a fashion statement but the key to the kingdom. It unlocks doors, pays for drinks, and even lets the family track me down—if I let 'em
Throughout our journey, I couldn't help but be impressed by the ship's photography services. Dedicated photographers roamed the ship, capturing candid moments and setting up portrait studios during the evenings. While I initially wondered about the informal style of some photos, I soon realized their value. These images provided passengers, many cruising for the first time, with memorable snapshots that celebrated togetherness.
The ship's photography studio offered guests the opportunity to view and purchase these photos promptly or access them through the official app. This convenience added a layer of enjoyment to the cruise experience.
High Points of the Staff: A Princely Experience
One of the standout features of the cruise was undoubtedly the exceptional staff. From the moment we stepped on board, they went above and beyond to ensure our comfort and satisfaction. Jermaine, our stateroom steward, deserves special mention for his impeccable service. His meticulous care of our stateroom ensured that it was always a welcoming haven after a day of exploration.
In the ship's dining venues, we were treated to exceptional service from dedicated staff like Jennifer, our server, and Jeffrey, the maître d'. Their warmth and attention to detail made our dining experiences genuinely memorable. As we indulged in delectable meals each evening, Jennifer took the time to chat with us and even introduced us to the chef. Hearing about the culinary intricacies and the effort that went into preparing meals for so many passengers was both enlightening and inspiring.
Reflecting on the journey, I can't help but feel grateful for the encounters with friendly locals at each port of call. Whether it was a local garbageman offering directions in Prince Rupert or the warm welcome we received on the streets, the friendliness of the people we met left a lasting impression.
Exploring the Alaskan Wilderness
After 2.5 days at sea, we reached Juneau, Alaska, our first port of call. Rainy skies greeted us, but it only added drama to the vistas. While exploring, we relied more on our iPhones than our dedicated cameras due to the weather. Our only plan was to wander and immerse ourselves in this captivating city.
The next stop was Skagway, Alaska, where we embarked on the White Pass & Yukon Route Railway. The journey, though shrouded in fog, presented an unforgettable experience. Brunch at the destination might not have been gourmet, but the overall adventure more than made up for it.
A haunting vista from the White Pass & Yukon Route Railway, where clouds and fog conspire to turn the landscape into something straight out of a dream.
Returning to the ship, we encountered rain, fog, and a broken windshield wiper on the bus, which delayed us a bit. However, this incident showcased our driver's knowledge and commitment to safety.
When life gives you a broken windshield wiper and a rain delay, make a foggy family portrait. Our impromptu shoot by the 'Welcome to Alaska' sign—nothing but smiles under those clouds.
Our journey led us to Endicott Arm and the Dawes Glacier, a breathtaking spectacle. Rain and cold didn't deter me from capturing its magnificence. I began my backup workflow in the evening, ensuring my precious images were safe.
Ethan, Drew, and Will, binoculars at the ready, soaking up the jaw-dropping vistas near Endicott Arm Glacier. A moment that proves some views deserve a closer look.
The gateway to Endicott Arm and Dawes Glacier served up a feast for the eyes, but this view? It was the showstopper. So stunning, it's got a reserved spot on my wall.
A companion piece to my earlier favorite, but this one's captured with the full might of a 70-200mm lens and a 1.5x converter. The perfect frame for an equally perfect landscape.
The cruise continued with a stop in Ketchikan, where we enjoyed the Great Alaskan Lumberjack Show. The town's charm and the amusing lumberjack antics made for an entertaining morning. The rest of the day was spent exploring Creek Street and watching resident seals playfully snatch salmon.
Friendly Encounters: Prince Rupert, Canada
Our final port of call was Prince Rupert, Canada. Unlike the previous stops, it seemed less impacted by the cruise industry. We visited the local museum, walked extensively, and observed the influence of the indigenous population on the town's culture and history. The warmth of the locals was evident in all our interactions, making this stop truly enjoyable.
In Prince Rupert, I couldn't help but notice how the cruise ship, a colossal floating city, contrasted with the town's quaintness. The juxtaposition emphasized the unique experience of cruising in Alaska, where the grandeur of nature meets the warmth of human hospitality.
The Ruby Princess docked in Prince Rupert, a behemoth against the backdrop of pristine wilderness. The dark clouds only amplify the striking contrast. It's nature meets machine, each making the other more compelling.
Photography: Capturing Alaska's Splendor
As a photographer, this cruise provided an ideal platform to capture the majestic beauty of Alaska.
I meticulously selected my gear for the journey. At the core was my Nikon Z9, a mirrorless powerhouse with a 24-70mm f/2.8 lens and a 70-200mm f/2.8 lens. These versatile tools let me immortalize everything from expansive landscapes to intimate portraits with unmatched clarity. I included a 1.5x teleconverter to extend my telephoto reach, facilitating shots of distant wildlife and intricate glacier details.
My trusty arsenal for the trip: Camera gear and an iPad for on-the-go editing, all carefully curated for capturing Alaska's grandeur. Charging stations and cables didn't make the cut for the pic, but trust me, they were just as essential.
In addition to the Nikon, the Fuji GFX II celebrated for its medium format sensor delivering exceptional image quality, was a valuable companion. Equipped with a 50mm f/3.5 lens and a versatile 32-64mm f/4 zoom, the Fuji added its unique touch to my photography, especially in capturing expansive vistas and rich details.
Polarizing filters, essential for enhancing colors and minimizing reflections in Alaska's diverse landscapes, were indispensable accessories that significantly improved the final images.
Managing the multitude of photos anticipated during this journey demanded a robust solution. The iPad Pro 12.9 inch was my mobile editing and curation hub, facilitating on-the-go review and organization of images.
Multitasking at its finest: me, kicking back in the Explorer lounge, while my iPad does the heavy lifting of downloading the day's captures. Work and play blending seamlessly, just the way I like it.
I carried the SABRENT 2TB External Aluminum SSD and the SanDisk Professional 2TB G-DRIVE SSD for backup and peace of mind. These rugged, high-speed drives ensured my precious photos remained safe and easily accessible throughout the voyage.
Same chill spot, but now the whole squad's in the frame. Camera bag on the floor, stuffed with gear, and the iPad still grinding away on the table. It's my mobile command center, lounge edition.
I relied on the Anker USB-C Hub to streamline connectivity and data transfer. This versatile tool simplified importing photos and videos to my devices. Its 7-in-1 design provided the essential ports I needed.
The iPhone 13 Pro Max, a pocket-sized marvel, seamlessly integrated into my photographic workflow. Its computational photography capabilities and convenience ensured I never missed a moment on this unforgettable cruise.
Traveling with Family: A Grand Adventure
What made this cruise truly special was the presence of family. 30 family members joined this nautical escapade, making it a grand adventure. Traveling with such a large group offered a unique blend of flexibility and camaraderie.
We had options to explore in smaller groups or as a whole entourage, and there was always the freedom to embark on solo adventures without worrying about offending anyone. These dynamics added an extra layer of richness to the experience.
Group photos were a highlight, capturing the essence of togetherness and shared memories. We organized a group photo session, expertly arranged by the ship's photographers, and these images became cherished keepsakes of our voyage. The ability to quickly access and share these photos through the ship's app only enhanced their value.
The ultimate laid-back crew, all in our robes. Captured this the second to last day to immortalize how chill the trip was for all of us. I'm photoshopped in because, well, someone had to take the pic, right?
Photography: Capturing Moments
One of the most rewarding aspects of cruising was the constant availability of photographic opportunities. The changing weather and light conditions painted a dynamic canvas. I often roamed the ship with my iPhone, capturing spontaneous moments that could be transformed into unexpected art.
Caught this moment of Ethan lost in the epic light show nature was putting on. The still waters and that incredible sky—couldn't have staged it better if we tried.
I couldn't help but think there were ample chances for passengers to delve into mobile photography. I even suggested the idea of a mobile photography walk to one of the cruise directors. This concept would let guests explore the ship, understand their smartphones as cameras, and create images they could cherish.
Cruising through Alaska, I was struck by the effortless blend of natural beauty and human hospitality. It was an adventure filled with photographic opportunities, family togetherness, and the warmth of new friendships. With its outstanding staff and seamless service, Princess Cruises played a pivotal role in ensuring this voyage was nothing short of extraordinary. As I disembarked from the Ruby Princess, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for this maiden cruise, a journey that exceeded all my expectations and left me with memories to last a lifetime.
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Here's a curated set of some of my standout shots from the journey. It's just a taste—there's plenty more where these came from, but didn't wanna bury you in pixels. Enjoy these snippets of our Alaskan adventure.
Reflections of a Fitness Journey: 55 Years Strong
Standing on the precipice of my 55th birthday, I am drawn into a retrospective journey, retracing the steps that have led me here. For over four decades, I have embraced a lifestyle synonymous with physical health, resilience, and an unswerving commitment to fitness. This has been my journey, transforming from an asthmatic, skinny middle-schooler to a paragon of health and fitness.
Standing on the precipice of my 55th birthday, I am drawn into a retrospective journey, retracing the steps that have led me here. For over four decades, I have embraced a lifestyle synonymous with physical health, resilience, and an unswerving commitment to fitness. This has been my journey, transforming from an asthmatic, skinny middle-schooler to a paragon of health and fitness.
My pilgrimage into the realm of fitness began at the tender age of 13 when I first stepped into Body and Power, a local gym that was to become the bedrock of my physical and mental metamorphosis. The gym's owner, Bill Cambra, was the beacon guiding my journey. Bill's teachings transcended the physical, instilling lessons of discipline, resilience, and perseverance that I would carry throughout my life. The knowledge I accumulated within those hallowed walls was akin to a master's degree in sports science, imparting wisdom and shaping my future as an athlete, coach, and mentor.
Bill Cambra owner of Body and Power
My initiation into Body and Power was marked by an obsession with my diet and an extreme dedication to fitness. Five times a day, the ring of an alarm would signal mealtime, a rigid schedule I followed with an almost religious fervor. Any deviation from my nutritional plan would lead me to purge, punishing myself for what I perceived as a failure. It took me years to reconcile with my distorted body image and to understand that fitness was about balance, not punishment.
With time, I learned to eat for function rather than pleasure. My diet wasn't about indulgence but about fueling my body to achieve optimum performance. This dietary discipline often invited good-natured ribbing from my wife, but it was a small price to pay for the rewards it yielded. Even on my wedding day, when a cousin humorously predicted a future paunch, I laughed it off with an unshakeable belief in my lifestyle. Thirty years later, with a weight fluctuation within a 7-pound range, I've proven that dedication and consistency prevail.
I've always regarded exercise as an aggressive sport in my fitness journey, requiring an unwavering focus and a readiness to step out of my comfort zone. During workouts, the phone is banished to thegym bag, enabling an undisturbed communion with my body and a focused awareness of its rhythms and needs.
The lessons and benefits of my fitness journey weren't mine alone. I passed them on to my children, instilling an appreciation for physical health and resilience. Watching my children embrace fitness and comprehend it as a lifestyle, not a fad, remains one of my greatest sources of joy.
Fitness has been a lighthouse during the stormiest phases of my life. It was an anchor through colossal failures and downtimes, a constant that helped me regain my footing. The darkest periods were not definitions of my life but lessons that helped me rise stronger. It wasn't about the fall but the ability to pick oneself up, dust off, and keep moving that defined one's character.
Body and Power bestowed upon me more than fitness lessons; it provided a sense of camaraderie, a fraternity bound by shared struggles, sweat, and victories. The friendships I forged within those walls, amidst grueling workouts and shared determination, are treasures I hold close to my heart.
As a coach, I have had the privilege of working with many young athletes, guiding, inspiring, and learning from them. Every coaching stint, be it football, track, or volleyball, reminded me of the Power we have to build or crush young spirits. It's a responsibility I've always taken to heart, ensuring that my words inspire rather than discourage.
My journey taught me that the path to fitness is not always linear. The plans I thought were foolproof often fell apart, but the capacity to adapt and "cross the bridge when I came to it" has been my lifesaver. This is the lesson I've learned, the lesson I pass on to my children, and the lesson I want to share with anyone embarking on their fitness journey: Be adaptable, embrace discomfort, stay resilient, and most importantly, enjoy the journey!
Exploring Death Valley National Park with Family
As a photographer, I was eager to capture the stunning vistas and unique landscapes of Death Valley. But even more than that, I was looking forward to spending quality time with my loved ones and exploring all that this amazing park had to offer.
Gathering the whole family together for a weekend away is always a special occasion, but this trip to Death Valley National Park was particularly exciting. My wife and I were joined by one of my sons, my daughter and her husband, and their two children, as well as my son-in-law's parents. Last but not least, my mother-in-law completed our group. As a photographer, I was eager to capture the stunning vistas and unique landscapes of Death Valley. But even more than that, I was looking forward to spending quality time with my loved ones and exploring all that this amazing park had to offer.
The Drive to Death Valley National Park:
We started our journey from Sacramento, and the drive to Death Valley was an enjoyable experience. The scenic route provided us with spectacular views of the countryside. The closer we got to Death Valley, the more the landscape changed, and our anticipation grew.
Accommodations at the Oasis at Death Valley:
Our stay at the Oasis at Death Valley was a delightful experience. The "Ranch Cottages" were beautifully appointed and provided us with the comfort to relax and rejuvenate after a long day of exploring. The amenities were top-notch, but we found that the food options on the property were expensive. So, we decided to bring our food the next time we visited and plan accordingly for the higher costs associated with on-site food. Nonetheless, our stay was enjoyable, and we would recommend the Oasis at Death Valley to anyone planning a trip to this area.
Exploring Death Valley National Park:
Death Valley National Park was a fantastic experience. The weather was perfect, and we were amazed by the breathtaking views. As a photographer, I was thrilled to capture some stunning sunset images and how the light fell on the landscape. However, my attempt at astrophotography was less successful, and I realized that I had much to learn in that area.
The Importance of Family Interaction During a Trip:
While we were at the Oasis at Death Valley, I couldn't help but notice that many families with young teenagers spent most of their time on their phones rather than interacting with each other or their surroundings. It's a trend that is all too common these days, and it's a shame because it does children a significant disservice. The opportunity to explore a new environment, learn new things and bond with family members is invaluable. I firmly believe that putting down the phone and engaging with one's surroundings and loved ones is the key to making the most out of a trip. So, I advise fellow travelers to set aside some dedicated phone-free time and engage with their families and environment. You never know what you might discover and what memories you might create.
Ultimately, our trip to Death Valley National Park was an unforgettable experience. From the beautiful drive to the amazing accommodations, we enjoyed every moment there. It was a little disappointing that some family members were more interested in their phones than the stunning surroundings, but we hope that they'll be inspired to put down their devices and fully immerse themselves in the world around them next time. And as for me, I learned that I have a lot of practice to do when it comes to Astrophotography! Next time, I'll make sure to bring more equipment and be better prepared to capture the stunning night sky. Overall, our family trip to Death Valley National Park was a wonderful adventure that we'll always remember.
Life In The Gym
I realized the other day that this year marks 40 years that I've been working out in the gym. Other than during the pandemic, I've not been away from the gym for more than two weeks at a time. Not to give away my age, but I started as a very young teenager.
I consider the two most influential men in my life being my father, John Engle and Bill Cambera. This post is mainly about Bill and his influence on my life.
I realized the other day that this year marks 40 years that I've been working out in the gym. Other than during the pandemic, I've not been away from the gym for more than two weeks at a time. Not to give away my age, but I started as a very young teenager.
I consider the two most influential men in my life being my father, John Engle and Bill Cambera. This post is mainly about Bill and his influence on my life.
Bill Cambra
I first met Bill when my dad took me to a little Golds Gym in Fair Oaks, California. That first impression of Bill was such a larger-than-life present. Despite his intimidating size and look, he was one of the nicest people I've ever met. And as a young skinny shy kid, he was the perfect motivator to get me into that world. I was never into bodybuilding. I used it early on for athletic performance, but it's become more about a stress reliever and a place that's mine. I've always enjoyed the gym camaraderie and have friends that go back to my early days. It's an exclusive club that came from putting in a massive amount of work together. The gym has influenced my life as well as my family's lives. There are work ethics that I learned that I've handed down to my kids.
Bill and I at a Body and Power reunion
The gym we all trained at, “Body and Power”, was put together by Bill. The sense of family that came from that gym is the stuff of legends. The intimidating concept of walking into Body and Power as a young teen and seeing the massive physiques that were being built was almost too much to comprehend. Bill made sure that everyone felt welcome and made you feel like you were part of the “BnP” family. I was extremely fortunate over the years to have many fantastic workout partners, most notably Tami Wooden and Sonja Wallace. Tami is now the strength and conditioning coach for American River College. There were also certain expectations that came with being part of that family; you had to work hard and always put away your weights. :-) if you failed the last task, you heard about it instantly from across the gym and never did it again.
It amazes me, to this day, the education I received at the gym. We talked about anatomy and physiology and the science of building muscle and strength without knowing it. Concepts to this day still hold true and haven't changed. It was like having a master's program in the gym. When I got into college, it brought home how much I had learned early on from the influence of Bill and the crew at the gym. One lesson that resonates with me after all these years and that serves me quite well is that working out is not a passive sport: it's an aggressive sport. If you want to improve, you must be willing to put in the work and be used to discomfort.
Me as a personal trainer in Hawaii
That education served me well over the years, such as when I moved to Hawaii and got a job as a trainer at a high-end athletic facility. My boss, the head of that department, was a gentleman named Ramsey Taum, who was also a professor at the University of Hawaii. I was one of the few he hired without a degree, but he stated that my knowledge and practical understanding surpassed most people with degrees. I also learned a lot about customer service from Bill and how he balanced being social with members and managing a business.
When the opportunity came up for me to be part of a World Gym location, my design and management style could be traced back to Body and Power. The type of equipment and layout of how I trained my staff, had roots going back to my early days with Bill. The first year of that gym’s operation earned an award as one of the top gyms in the country. I still have people talking about how much they enjoyed the experience at that club.
World Gym Citrus Heights, CA
Training with my boys.
As my kids go out into the world, I feel confident that they'll pass along to their families a lot of the things I taught them, which I learned from Bill. It's crazy to think that in 10 years, I will have spent half a century in the gym. I still have no significant injuries and don't need daily medication other than for my asthma, which I've had since childhood. I'm sure I would be in worse shape if I hadn't spent the time I did in the gym.
Here's to the next 40 years!!