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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New Trip: The Grotto
February is shaping up to be a strange detour—one of those necessary wrong turns that somehow ends up telling you more than the main road ever could. The plan is The Grotto, Mount Angel Abbey, Portland streets, old stones and older intentions. Churches, city corners, historic shadows. A sharp left turn from our usual communion Read more
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Writing Prompt: Write about your first computer.
Write about your first computer. The first computer I ever knew wasn’t sleek or friendly or pretending to be helpful. It didn’t invite you in. It challenged you to prove you deserved to touch it. We had a typewriter first. A real one. Heavy. Mechanical. Mean. You didn’t “edit” on that thing—you committed. Every mistake Read more
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Insomnia has a certain honesty to it
Thank Odin for journals and half-finished books—the only sane refuge when the clock slips past decency and the brain decides it’s time to light every fuse at once. Those early hours are dangerous territory. The world goes quiet, but your thoughts come in loud and unfiltered, pacing the room like caged animals. Writing is the Read more
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Writing Prompt 1/19/2026
Think back on your most memorable road trip. The road has always been the great truth serum. Long stretches of asphalt, no place to hide, just miles and time conspiring to shake loose whatever you’ve been carrying around in your skull. When I think about the most memorable road trips of my life, my mind Read more
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No Dial Tone
I found it standing there like a relic from a forgotten religion, half-swallowed by moss and damp Oregon air—a payphone, of all damn things, planted deep in the wilderness near Blue Pool. No road noise. No traffic. Just trees, water, and this rusted altar to a time when you had to stand still to be Read more
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McKenzie River Corridor
The year reset itself the moment my boots hit snow again. One full year of adventures in the books—twelve months of chasing light, bad weather, good stories, and whatever strange corner of Oregon decided to reveal itself. That chapter closed quietly, no fireworks, just a sense of earned exhaustion. But the road doesn’t stay quiet Read more
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