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    Elliot Whitehead
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Climbing into the clouds last year. Haven't spent much time up high this winter, excited to be surrounded by blistering winds and snow again ⛏️ #humanpowered
Climbing into the clouds last year. Haven't spent much time up high this winter, excited to be surrounded by blistering winds and snow again ⛏️ #humanpowered 
I've been finding answers to a lot of my questions right around 190 bpm.
I've been finding answers to a lot of my questions right around 190 bpm.
It's a big wild world out there. I can't help but wake up every morning dying to know what's tucked around the next corner. Trying to see it all is a fool's errand, but a fool's life is a happy one.
It's a big wild world out there. I can't help but wake up every morning dying to know what's tucked around the next corner. Trying to see it all is a fool's errand, but a fool's life is a happy one.
Today felt like winter.
Today felt like winter.
If you know me, then you're probably aware of how inspired I am by light. It's a constant in our lives, except for when it's not. We see it every day, but almost never in the same way. It creates, informs, paints, and mystifies our landscapes. What's interesting to me is that the source of radiation almost never changes. Rather, the beauty is forged through its reception. Clouds split the light apart into rainbows, snow falls and melts presenting a unique canvas every day, or every now and then, the moon obscures it entirely.
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The beauty is the impermanence, the ever adjusting reflection of our unfailing star - Our incredible Earth's interpretation of the light, the most miraculous art show there is.
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P.s. Yep, I missed focus on this shot and didn't notice until I got home, but I still felt like it was worth sharing. I'm tired of trying to be so darn perfect all the time 🤷‍♂️
If you know me, then you're probably aware of how inspired I am by light. It's a constant in our lives, except for when it's not. We see it every day, but almost never in the same way. It creates, informs, paints, and mystifies our landscapes. What's interesting to me is that the source of radiation almost never changes. Rather, the beauty is forged through its reception. Clouds split the light apart into rainbows, snow falls and melts presenting a unique canvas every day, or every now and then, the moon obscures it entirely. . The beauty is the impermanence, the ever adjusting reflection of our unfailing star - Our incredible Earth's interpretation of the light, the most miraculous art show there is. . P.s. Yep, I missed focus on this shot and didn't notice until I got home, but I still felt like it was worth sharing. I'm tired of trying to be so darn perfect all the time 🤷‍♂️
Chased some fog into the mountains this morning. Frigid temps and an early alarm clock made for a lonely ride. #humanpowered
Chased some fog into the mountains this morning. Frigid temps and an early alarm clock made for a lonely ride. #humanpowered 
After tagging the summit of Arizona, we glissaded our way off the giant snowy volcano to crawl down beneath its surface - Exploring the deep twisting tunnels formed by an ancient river of lava.
After tagging the summit of Arizona, we glissaded our way off the giant snowy volcano to crawl down beneath its surface - Exploring the deep twisting tunnels formed by an ancient river of lava.
Rocky Mountains? Sierra Nevada? Cascades?
No.
This is a volcano. in Arizona. and it's 12,633ft tall. and I skied on it.
Rocky Mountains? Sierra Nevada? Cascades? No. This is a volcano. in Arizona. and it's 12,633ft tall. and I skied on it.
I used to love travel for the context it gave me, a new understanding and appreciation to bring back and apply to what I called Home.
Now, I travel to find Home; a colorful understanding of the world, and my little place inside of it. There's clues all over - bits and pieces tucked away down dusty roads, around the corners of a city grid, or waiting in a quiet coffee shop behind the smile of a stranger.
They're places, people and moments which confirm or challenge my understanding of myself, my ideas about the world; my Home.
I must be the richest man alive - I have a million Homes! Most of which and whom I hope to see again; most of which and whom I've yet to even know.
I used to love travel for the context it gave me, a new understanding and appreciation to bring back and apply to what I called Home. Now, I travel to find Home; a colorful understanding of the world, and my little place inside of it. There's clues all over - bits and pieces tucked away down dusty roads, around the corners of a city grid, or waiting in a quiet coffee shop behind the smile of a stranger. They're places, people and moments which confirm or challenge my understanding of myself, my ideas about the world; my Home. I must be the richest man alive - I have a million Homes! Most of which and whom I hope to see again; most of which and whom I've yet to even know.
"I should probably get new gloves, but the holes definitely make it easier to use my phone.. ✌️"
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-@kylerichardson, at sunrise on his 191st summit of Green Mountain in 2017. He closed out the year tagging this iconic peak 205 times.
"I should probably get new gloves, but the holes definitely make it easier to use my phone.. ✌️" . -@kylerichardson, at sunrise on his 191st summit of Green Mountain in 2017. He closed out the year tagging this iconic peak 205 times.
There's just nothing quite as fun as being a beginner. Looking forward to a whole lot more of this ⛷️
There's just nothing quite as fun as being a beginner. Looking forward to a whole lot more of this ⛷️
☝️✨Enjoying the dark skies of Flagstaff, Arizona
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In 2001, Flagstaff became the first Dark Sky City; A city designed to protect the natural beauty and heritage of the night sky. Walking around Flagstaff, I quickly noticed that the city was remarkably dark at night. Buildings had few exterior lights, and even street lights existed only at critical intersections. Most of these street lights were also an interesting orange hue, used specifically to reduce upward light pollution.
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The result is truly stunning. Walking straight outside with zero night-vision adjustment, you can immeditely see more stars than in any metropolitan area I've ever been to, even after letting your eyes adjust to the dark.
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This photo was taken on a dirt road just 10 minutes from town.
We need more Dark Sky Cities. 😮
☝️✨Enjoying the dark skies of Flagstaff, Arizona - In 2001, Flagstaff became the first Dark Sky City; A city designed to protect the natural beauty and heritage of the night sky. Walking around Flagstaff, I quickly noticed that the city was remarkably dark at night. Buildings had few exterior lights, and even street lights existed only at critical intersections. Most of these street lights were also an interesting orange hue, used specifically to reduce upward light pollution. . The result is truly stunning. Walking straight outside with zero night-vision adjustment, you can immeditely see more stars than in any metropolitan area I've ever been to, even after letting your eyes adjust to the dark. . This photo was taken on a dirt road just 10 minutes from town. We need more Dark Sky Cities. 😮
Hey 👋 I haven't shown my face around here in a good long while. And to a lot of you, this is an introduction. Which is crazy to think about.
I'm Elliot. 
A lot of my friends think that I spend all of my time traveling and being outside but in reality I’m usually on my computer, building things with code, and fostering community.
I’ve cried more than a few times from the mere sight of wilderness. I’m completely dumbfounded by the beauty and scale of this planet, and I share photos of the outdoors because I want to help people fall in love with our home. I’m really concerned about our future here and wish that people would pay more attention to our impact.
I’m insatiably curious and have read way, way too many wikipedia articles. If you don’t understand how the internal combustion engine in your car works, you should watch a YouTube animation of that process as soon as possible. It’s fascinating.
I’m growing out my hair and enjoying the process of trying a ton of new things. I’m excited to get good at a few of them, and curious which ones they’ll be.
I used to find pride and identity in things that I owned, and what people thought of me, but I’ve come to treasure my experiences and challenging endeavors above everything else.
I’ve learned to love confronting my fears, and have found it to make me happier than pretty much anything else.
There’s a lot of darkness and difficulty in the world and I’ve decided to pay attention, understand it, and to meet it with perverse optimism and joy.
I don’t want people to be jealous of my life - in fact, I’m crushed every time that I hear that. I want to become the most ‘me’ that I can be, and free others to do the same.
I’m honored that that y’all enjoy my photos, and I’m thrilled by the opportunity to color your glowing screens with moments from a wild, wild world.
Hey 👋 I haven't shown my face around here in a good long while. And to a lot of you, this is an introduction. Which is crazy to think about. I'm Elliot. A lot of my friends think that I spend all of my time traveling and being outside but in reality I’m usually on my computer, building things with code, and fostering community. I’ve cried more than a few times from the mere sight of wilderness. I’m completely dumbfounded by the beauty and scale of this planet, and I share photos of the outdoors because I want to help people fall in love with our home. I’m really concerned about our future here and wish that people would pay more attention to our impact. I’m insatiably curious and have read way, way too many wikipedia articles. If you don’t understand how the internal combustion engine in your car works, you should watch a YouTube animation of that process as soon as possible. It’s fascinating. I’m growing out my hair and enjoying the process of trying a ton of new things. I’m excited to get good at a few of them, and curious which ones they’ll be. I used to find pride and identity in things that I owned, and what people thought of me, but I’ve come to treasure my experiences and challenging endeavors above everything else. I’ve learned to love confronting my fears, and have found it to make me happier than pretty much anything else. There’s a lot of darkness and difficulty in the world and I’ve decided to pay attention, understand it, and to meet it with perverse optimism and joy. I don’t want people to be jealous of my life - in fact, I’m crushed every time that I hear that. I want to become the most ‘me’ that I can be, and free others to do the same. I’m honored that that y’all enjoy my photos, and I’m thrilled by the opportunity to color your glowing screens with moments from a wild, wild world.
it was a noticeably cool day in Phoenix - a kind of soft air that made me yearn for Spring in the Rockies. watching the sun send it's final splashes through the sky, our focus switched to the Grid below; a stretching suburban sprawl slowly stirring with life and light. The Mountains turned cold, retreating into the horizon for the night.
it was a noticeably cool day in Phoenix - a kind of soft air that made me yearn for Spring in the Rockies. watching the sun send it's final splashes through the sky, our focus switched to the Grid below; a stretching suburban sprawl slowly stirring with life and light. The Mountains turned cold, retreating into the horizon for the night.
What a difference 4 minutes makes! 🌄 Here's a photo of my favorite Sunrise of 2017, and another taken 4 minutes earlier, as we waited in the chilly winter air for the glowing golden orb to poke through the cloud cover.
What a difference 4 minutes makes! 🌄 Here's a photo of my favorite Sunrise of 2017, and another taken 4 minutes earlier, as we waited in the chilly winter air for the glowing golden orb to poke through the cloud cover.
Self portrait
Self portrait
Shards of clay pots laid scattered across the village, arrow heads poked from the sand and a bush grew around the remnants of a woven basket. What a bunch of litter bugs 😏
Shards of clay pots laid scattered across the village, arrow heads poked from the sand and a bush grew around the remnants of a woven basket. What a bunch of litter bugs 😏