Mountains are calling & I must go! Let’s wander where the Wi-Fi is weak & the trails are steep.
Adventure awaits!
Jason Roberts is a photographer who threw himself back into the art like a man escaping a burning building. No plan, no roadmap, just a camera and a hunger for something real. Oregon is his stomping ground: mountains that bleed into the sky, rivers that rage like drunk gods, and ghost towns crumbling under the weight of time. That’s where his lens points, not at the polished, the staged, or the safe, but at the raw nerve of the world.
Roberts walked away from photography once, swallowed by the static of daily life, but he came back swinging. The camera became his weapon and salvation, a way to wrestle order from chaos and bring back proof that the wild is still out there kicking. Every shot is a field report: lightning storms stitched over the Three Sisters, deer skulls strung up in hunting camps, forests whispering secrets in the dark.
Through Nerdy Viking Photography, Roberts keeps driving down back roads, chasing storms, and crawling into the forgotten corners of the Pacific Northwest. His work is part survival note, part love letter, part battle cry. A reminder that beauty isn’t gentle, it’s feral, and you have to step off the map to find it.
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Neon Wounds
The sky tore itself open above Iron Mountain, vomiting a billion screaming stars straight into the back of my skull. No sound, just the mad static of infinity. Galaxies hanging like neon wounds in the black. Burning bright and uncaring while we clung to the mountain with cameras and caffeine jitters. You could feel the Read more
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On the Other Side
The road cuts like a scar through the Oregon high desert, a double-yellow artery pulsing with ghosts and gasoline. Antelope….. Christ, even the name sounds like a bad joke from the gods. A town chewed up by cults, spit out by time, left to rot under a sky that doesn’t care. We were chasing the Read more
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My Wooden Hero
The world spins on madness and gasoline, but here sits the true hero of the wood. A chipmunk perched on a stump like some deranged woodland general, swiping at the air as if to banish the demons of modern civilization. No cape, no headline, just raw defiance and a face full of sunlit fury. A Read more
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What is a word you feel that too many people use? What is a word I feel too many people use? “Authentic.” God help me, if I hear one more person tell me they’re “just being authentic,” I might start setting fire to yoga studios and artisan coffee shops like some deranged crusader against linguistic Read more
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Through the Lens, Through the Madness: Shaniko The Ghost Town Gambit
There’s a certain insanity to driving out into the Oregon high desert after you’ve just conquered a mountain. Iron Mountain was still rattling around in my bones, my lungs lined with the dust of alpine wind, my brain fried on star-saturated delirium and yet here we were. Plotting a beeline for Shaniko. Population: questionable. Sanity Read more
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“Eighteen Years of Controlled Chaos”
Somewhere between the screaming newborn and the eye-rolling teenager, my daughter turned eighteen, a full legal adult in the eyes of the law, and a walking, talking chaos agent in the eyes of her father. This is the age where the world says, “You’re free now!” and then immediately hands you a stack of bills, Read more
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