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  • Last Flight Out Photography!

    I get this question a lot..."Scotty, why Last Flight Out Photography?".

    Well, let's say you are on a trip to some exotic location like....uh....Iceland, for example. There are three flights heading home on the last day of your in the morning, one in the afternoon, and the last flight leaving just after dinner. Which one do you choose? If it were me, I would choose the Last Flight Out because I want to spend every last minute I can getting just ONE more shot....know what I mean?

    This blog/website highlights my favorite photographs from trips I make around the world. There's nothing I love more than sharing my passion for photography.

    I am a High School Photography Teacher at the Jakarta Intercultural School in Jakarta, Indonesia. If you are ever in this part of the world, give me a call, and we can go out shooting together. Thanks for visiting my site, and please come back again and again...

I just got back from a week in the Gili Islands off of Lombok. I was participating in a Bio Rock Workshop. Bio Rock is bascially a quick way to grow coral. An electrical current is supplied to an anode (Titanium mesh), and it reacts with the cathode forming the same material as the exoskeleton of coral on some man-made steel structures. We dove a few times per day to collect live corals lying in the sand, and then would zip tie them to the steel structures where they grow much faster. There are some structures already in place for more than 5 or 6 years, that are just thriving with coral, fish, and other sea life….pretty amazing.

It was a great week, but it did rain three days in a row non-stop. It was strange being there on my own, though. Gili T. is a popular vacation spot for college students (mostly European), so with all of these “kids” running around, it sure made me feel like an old man.

By the way, what is up with all the Tattoos these kids get today? Seriously, I don’t think I saw a single person WITHOUT a tattoo….I was unique in that sense. AND….all the guys were growing beards….guess the movie, “Point Break” had something to do with that….weird. Oh well….what a strange world we live in today…not sure I envy my kids growing up in this new weird world…

Now…to the Photography

FINALLY, I got my drone working again. When I arrived, the weather was gorgeous for flying the drone, but I told myself, “ah, just wait till later in the week to take the drone out”. Well, I missed my opportunity. It started to rain….couldn’t fly the drone. On my last day, the skies cleared, and I was able to fly. I will post a couple of photos from the drone tomorrow….

Today, I will post my favorite photo I took last week….I took on the first night I was there…before the rain hit. This guy was with his horse in the water. Something you just don’t see every day. He even moved around so that I could get a better composition. I thought he was going to ask me for money after taking his photo, but he just smiled, and let me take as many photos as I wanted….


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I couldn’t believe how many old castles there were in Ireland…they seemed to be everywhere, and they are OLD…like leftover from the 600’s….just standing there in ruins and neglected. Seemed like every town had their version of an old castle. Sure would be great to be a kid growing up in Ireland, and playing around these old ruins.

Jenny….if you are reading this, this one is for you….!! Ha!!


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The “Jamie Trip”

Let me explain. We had a great friend, Jamie Wellington, a New Zealand bloke, a serious Rugby fan, who back in 2001 organized a trip for just “us guys”…no kids, and no wives…to Lake Toba in Northern Sumatra. It was a trip full of jokes, laughter, water skiing, trekking, rafting, Orangutangs, good music, relaxing, and lots and lots of BEER…

We had such a great time, that Jamie declared we make this a yearly trip….same group of guys but a different location every year. We all agreed, and Jamie couldn’t wait to start planning the next trip.

The next year, Jamie went to Bali for a big Rugby tournament. I remember the day he left so vividly. He excitedly waved good-bye and told everyone to have a great weekend, as he walked out of our office door to catch his flight to Bali.

That was last time I ever saw Jamie. The night he arrived in Bali, he made a last minute decision to go out for a beer with his rugby friends. He was walking into the pub when the Bali Terrorists set their bombs off. He was killed instantly. The date, October 12, 2002. A tragic day, and a day I (we) will never forget.

In Jamie’s memory, we have made a trip somewhere every year since. Counting our trip with Jamie, we have been on 14 trips together. Some of the members of our group are now living in different parts of the world…four of us are still in Jakarta, one in China, one in Switzerland, and one in the States. Our last trip was in Iceland two summers ago. Since we are getting more and more spread out, and because our families are getting older, it is getting more and more difficult to get together for another trip…but we are determined to keep the tradition and Jamie’s memory alive. We missed our first trip last year, but are planning a new trip this summer…location yet to be determined.

So…HERE’S TO JAMIE !! May the “Jamie Trip” last a lifetime….!!

JamieBoysThe above photo was in Iceland…we were missing our good friend, Rob, who was stuck in China…


We were missing another of our members in Guatemala for JT 13…Scott was stuck in Switzerland…

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