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.

We didn’t take the highway. No sir, we went in the back door like fugitives on the run from reason, bouncing down busted logging roads just past Big Springs Sno Park and Lava Lake. Back there, past the civilized world, we found the real stuff. Deer skulls nailed to trees, bones scattered like old poker Read more

It started in the dead gray light of a new year, me and Robert, two restless lunatics with cameras and too much caffeine in our systems. We needed a way out. Not just out of town, but out of it all. Out of the noise, the screens, the sterile machine of modern life that grinds Read more

What would you change about modern society? The first thing I’d change about modern society? I’d kill the noise. The constant hum of empty chatter, dopamine pings, and algorithmic sludge pumping into our skulls like anesthesia for the soul. We’ve built a system designed to sedate us scroll, consume, obey. The bastards at the top Read more
List 10 things you know to be absolutely certain. Certainty is a dangerous drug. It’s for priests, politicians, and psychopaths with shiny shoes. People who need the illusion of control to keep from chewing their own tongues off. But even in the middle of this savage carnival, there are a few truths I can still Read more
Which activities make you lose track of time? Losing Time in the Belly of the Beast Time is a slippery bastard. It slips between your fingers like motor oil on a hot engine, and by the time you notice, the whole goddamn day is gone. I’ve always had a strange relationship with time, sometimes it Read more

There’s a moment, somewhere between the shutter click and the whiskey glass hitting the table, where you realize you’ve stumbled into your own skin. It’s not clean, not polished, not fit for polite dinner parties. It’s raw, cracked, patched together with duct tape and bad jokes, but damn it, it’s yours. That’s what happened to Read more
