The harpooner rebuked them, but Hayls, who possessed great powers, turned the harpooner into stone.

Weathered, worn, surviving the elements.

Get lost in the mood of a coastal tidal surge.

Raindrops land on the upturned camera underneath Big Lonely Doug.

A rugged yet serene atmosphere that beckons one to relax.

It seems as if this pair have been at this place since the very beginning of time.

The ethereal reveal of a rhythmic pattern.

A drifter finding temporary respite.

Half Moon Bay, a rugged oasis at the end of the trail.

December morning meeting in the Salish Sea.

The scene was one of beauty and melancholy, capturing the essence of the kelp's predicament.

A place of subtle mystery and intrigue.

A natural work of art that seems to defy explanation.

An iconic portrait for preserving ancient old growth forests, the Big Lonely Doug.

Imagine the gatherings of the Shoshone and Bannock first peoples at this unique place before colonial settlers had arrived.

The mist from the falling water touches your skin and you feel electric.

The storm that passed over the southern slope of Mount St. Helens was a force to be reckoned with.

A little afternoon light upon the majestic Mt. Rainier.

An open deck observation upon the Salish Sea.

Big Lonely Doug continues to observe time as it flys by.