America; the lonely roads, the interstates, the thriving cities & the places in between. As seen through the eyes of an Australian girl.

 

San Diego Beach - November 2004
This was my first glimpse of the California Coast. Classic Beach Scene. 

San Diego Beach - November 2004

This was my first glimpse of the California Coast. Classic Beach Scene. 

Truck Stop - Highway 1 - 7th October 2011
This photo was taken at about 6am in the morning. The truck stop was surrounded by lettuce fields and there was, quite literally, lettuce flying around us in the wind. The line of trucks appeared almost endless from the car and the contrast against the blue morning sky was quite striking. 

Truck Stop - Highway 1 - 7th October 2011

This photo was taken at about 6am in the morning. The truck stop was surrounded by lettuce fields and there was, quite literally, lettuce flying around us in the wind. The line of trucks appeared almost endless from the car and the contrast against the blue morning sky was quite striking. 

Garden District New Orleans - November 2004
This sign is so silly, but it really captures the spirit of New Orleans. A city where there’s a story for almost every house, every corner, every step that you take brings with it some kind of history. I haven’t been back to this spot since Katrina, so I’m not sure if it’s still there. 

Garden District New Orleans - November 2004

This sign is so silly, but it really captures the spirit of New Orleans. A city where there’s a story for almost every house, every corner, every step that you take brings with it some kind of history. I haven’t been back to this spot since Katrina, so I’m not sure if it’s still there. 

Las Vegas, Nevada - November 2004
The Vegas money shot. Not much else to say. Its a dime a dozen. It’s a city of excess. It’s a city that steals your memories. Or maybe I gave them away. Either way I no longer have them. 

Las Vegas, Nevada - November 2004

The Vegas money shot. Not much else to say. Its a dime a dozen. It’s a city of excess. It’s a city that steals your memories. Or maybe I gave them away. Either way I no longer have them. 

Golden Gate Bridge - November 2004
The first time I came across the bridge I felt as if it were a bridge to nowhere in particular. The way you come from the urban landscape into the almost wild peninsula of Marin County is like two sides of a coin. 
A few years later I watched the documentary “The Bridge” which explained a lot about the heavy feeling I experienced while walking across. 

Golden Gate Bridge - November 2004

The first time I came across the bridge I felt as if it were a bridge to nowhere in particular. The way you come from the urban landscape into the almost wild peninsula of Marin County is like two sides of a coin. 

A few years later I watched the documentary “The Bridge” which explained a lot about the heavy feeling I experienced while walking across. 

Mojave Desert, Nevada - March 2013 

My entire life I’ve been drawn to the ocean, a water baby from an early age one thing that has always been able to calm me down and give me a sense of peace. I’ve never had a desire to go inland, and never would I imagine that I would be so captivated by the Mojave desert. The desert is a harsh and unforgiving place, but also a landscape of great beauty. The desert is more human than the ocean, but hides just as many secrets. It has an energy that immediately put me at ease and gave me a sense of belonging. It was all at once familiar but new. The desolation recharged my batteries and made me feel more connected to the natural world without human interference. The Mojave is one of the most beautiful places I’ve visited. From the innocent tumbleweeds to the seemingly endless sky, the dry heat and the freezing nights and the familiar landscapes made famous through American Pop Culture the Mojave cleanses the soul and reignites the imagination.

Mojave Desert, Nevada - March 2013 

My entire life I’ve been drawn to the ocean, a water baby from an early age one thing that has always been able to calm me down and give me a sense of peace. I’ve never had a desire to go inland, and never would I imagine that I would be so captivated by the Mojave desert.

The desert is a harsh and unforgiving place, but also a landscape of great beauty. The desert is more human than the ocean, but hides just as many secrets. It has an energy that immediately put me at ease and gave me a sense of belonging. It was all at once familiar but new. The desolation recharged my batteries and made me feel more connected to the natural world without human interference. The Mojave is one of the most beautiful places I’ve visited. From the innocent tumbleweeds to the seemingly endless sky, the dry heat and the freezing nights and the familiar landscapes made famous through American Pop Culture the Mojave cleanses the soul and reignites the imagination.
Jesus Saves - Highway 101 - July 22, 2012
This is more likely the type of scene you would expect to see in the Southern Bible Belt. However, this was in a field probably half an hour out of the east bay. 

Jesus Saves - Highway 101 - July 22, 2012


This is more likely the type of scene you would expect to see in the Southern Bible Belt. However, this was in a field probably half an hour out of the east bay. 

The Mississippi River, November 2004
My first ever sighting of the mighty Mississippi will stay with me forever. As my plan flew into the crescent city I was mesmerized by the beauty of the sun setting over the wetlands.  The seemingly endless network of swamps and bayous as far as the eye can see. The only time I request a window seat is when flying into New Orleans, the land is constantly shifting, the river fighting the Gulf Stream, the swamp taking over the land. One of the most unique and beautiful Eco systems in the world. No matter how tired or hungover I am, I always take in the view as my plane descends. It’s one thing we can’t take for granted as we don’t know how long it will be here.

The Mississippi River, November 2004

My first ever sighting of the mighty Mississippi will stay with me forever.
As my plan flew into the crescent city I was mesmerized by the beauty of the sun setting over the wetlands.
The seemingly endless network of swamps and bayous as far as the eye can see.
The only time I request a window seat is when flying into New Orleans, the land is constantly shifting, the river fighting the Gulf Stream, the swamp taking over the land.
One of the most unique and beautiful Eco systems in the world.
No matter how tired or hungover I am, I always take in the view as my plane descends. It’s one thing we can’t take for granted as we don’t know how long it will be here.

November 2007 - Sea Lions in the bay
The Sea Lions were a permanent fixture on Pier 39 from 1989. When I visited in 2004 there was a sign in the nearby car park warning people of a violent and rogue sea lion, if he was spotted near or on a car to call animal control and do not approach. I don’t know what happened to that sea lion, I was hoping to run into him though. 
Unfortunately since 2009 the Sea Lions have moved from Pier 39. I still go down there, hoping that they’ve returned. 

November 2007 - Sea Lions in the bay


The Sea Lions were a permanent fixture on Pier 39 from 1989. When I visited in 2004 there was a sign in the nearby car park warning people of a violent and rogue sea lion, if he was spotted near or on a car to call animal control and do not approach. I don’t know what happened to that sea lion, I was hoping to run into him though. 

Unfortunately since 2009 the Sea Lions have moved from Pier 39. I still go down there, hoping that they’ve returned. 

Electrifying Sunset - Highway - 22nd July 2012
This was probably one of the most amazing sunsets I’ve ever witnessed. Somewhere in Central California, on a lonely road. One side of the road was the electricity towers, the other side was oil wells and we were standing near the California Aqueduct. It was the perfect combination of man made and nature. 

Electrifying Sunset - Highway - 22nd July 2012


This was probably one of the most amazing sunsets I’ve ever witnessed. Somewhere in Central California, on a lonely road. One side of the road was the electricity towers, the other side was oil wells and we were standing near the California Aqueduct. It was the perfect combination of man made and nature.