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.

  • SAUVIE ISLAND: THE LAST RIDE OF THE YEAR-LONG ODYSSEY

    SAUVIE ISLAND: THE LAST RIDE OF THE YEAR-LONG ODYSSEY

    There’s something dangerous about closing a chapter, especially one built out of 12 months of dirt roads, sleepless nights, shutter clicks, and the kind of Oregon backcountry hallucinations only too much caffeine and bad trail decisions can provoke. And now it all funnels toward one last destination: Sauvie Island, a place calm enough on the… Read more

  • Fungal Outlaws

    Fungal Outlaws

    There’s a moment on every hike where reality tilts, just a little, where the forest stops being a collection of trees and starts feeling like some ancient organism breathing around you. That’s what happened when we stumbled on these little fungal outlaws rising out of the moss. A tiny family of mushrooms, huddled together like… Read more

  • Jacksonville

    Jacksonville

    Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it? “Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it?” Jacksonville, Oregon… Written the only way it deserves: with one foot in memory, one foot in the present, and the whole damned story dipped in nostalgia and feral honesty. There’s a… Read more

  • Cold Reflections at Trillium Lake

    Cold Reflections at Trillium Lake

    There are places in Oregon that don’t just sit quietly on the map , they brood. They lurk. They wait. Trillium Lake is one of them. We hit the place on a gray morning heavy enough to make a grown man question his life decisions. The sky looked like wet concrete slapped across the horizon,… Read more

  • Into the White Static: Trillium Lake, Mount Hood & the Strange Trails of Castle Canyon

    Into the White Static: Trillium Lake, Mount Hood & the Strange Trails of Castle Canyon

    There are days when the universe behaves itself, and then there are days like this one. When the world tilts sideways just enough to let you slip between the cracks. A cold November run into the Mount Hood National Forest. Three destinations. Zero expectations. And the kind of wandering that feels half spiritual, half deranged.… Read more

  • A Grit-Soaked Wander Through Albany’s Underbelly

    A Grit-Soaked Wander Through Albany’s Underbelly

    There are days when the town you live in turns on you, shows you a different face, a strange feral mask that hides beneath all the cozy small-town brochures and cheerful banners hung over First Avenue. Today was one of those days. I grabbed the camera, stepped into downtown Albany, Oregon, and followed the cracked… Read more

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