Mono Lake, CA in May of 1995. I had a friend--my senior prom date, to be exact--who worked in Mono Lake as a forest ranger in Yosemite. Mono Lake is on the eastern end of Yosemite National Park, a far less frequently visited area than the western side's Yosemite Valley. But it's just as beautiful.

My nature fetish doesn't end at the shores of the Atlantic or Pacific Oceans. This river marks the border of Norway and Sweden, and you have to cross it on a breathtaking bridge if you want to get from Goteberg, Sweden to Oslo, Norway. I took this during the Wayne Kramer tour in April of 1999.

Soon after moving to Los Angeles in August of 1993, my friend Chris Mack and I embarked on an ambitious three-day road trip: Big Bear Lake, CA; Grand Canyon, AZ; Bryce Canyon, UT and Zion National Park, UT. This is the North Rim of The Grand Canyon, again far less visited (and more difficult to get to) than the tourist-infected South Rim.