While James has been building sculptures for sporting mega-conglomerates, I've been keeping it organic while on holiday in mid California. Bit of camping, bit of hiking and some serious wildlife encounters in Kings Canyon, CA. Here's some holiday snaps. Excuse the indulgence.
Big old Redwoods. Over 2,000 plus years. I'm the tiny figure in the foreground.
The end of the road, the beginning of the Wild.
Me, on a canyon side, looking like an extreme sports plum.
After a tense, noisy night, the morning unveils signs of bear just outside our tent.
Bear cubs on the trail. Mum's just out of shot.
This one was on our path and coming our way!