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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What advice would you give to your teenage self?
In a world full of noise, focus on resilience, authenticity, and the power of taking action. Read more
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Writing prompt: Favorite Shoes
Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you. My favorite pair of shoes are blue Columbia hiking boots — battle-scarred veterans of the Pacific Northwest campaign. They’ve marched through Oregon mud like loyal infantry and clawed their way across Washington trails with the stubbornness of a mule that’s seen things.… Read more
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Are you patriotic? What does being patriotic mean to you?
Are you patriotic? What does being patriotic mean to you? Patriotism is a dangerous word. It gets tossed around like a half-empty whiskey bottle at closing time—everybody waving it, nobody quite sure what’s inside. Am I patriotic? That depends on who’s asking, and whether they’re wearing a flag pin or carrying a pitchfork. The loud… Read more
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Until you notice the coin slot bolted
Religion is a strange machine. A beautiful, ancient machine that hums like cathedral bells and smells faintly of incense… until you notice the coin slot bolted onto the side. The place was stunning—undeniably so. Stone and moss and statues carved with the patience of people who believed eternity was a reasonable deadline. Gardens groomed like… Read more
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The Grotto
I arrived at The Grotto feeling like a tourist in enemy territory—an undercover pagan with a camera, wandering into a cathedral carved out of moss and stone, half expecting someone to stop me at the gate and demand a confession. Instead, nobody cared. The place just existed. Quiet. Patient. Waiting. And that’s when the weirdness… Read more
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If there were a biography about you, what would the title be?
If there were a biography about you, what would the title be? If there were a biography about you, what would the title be? “Somehow Still Alive: Notes from the Scenic Route.” Because the straight path was never an option. Every sensible highway exit was ignored in favor of questionable detours, strange side quests, and… Read more
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