After seeing the lineup of Sasquatch this year I almost wanted to ditch that whole “photographer” gig and just go as a fan. A fan of so many bands throwing down at the festival that I wanted to stay and watch each act to the end (a luxury not given to those who have 50 bands to cover and only the first 10-15 minutes or so of each performance to shoot). Their songs had penetrated my most often selected playlists and had often sound-tracked my long days editing content at Amazon or bike rides through Venice and since the move, Seattle. Obviously my love for my craft led me to the right decision. Packing my camera gear, Hilary, a tent, and some basic supplies we headed out across the state to hit what I consider to be the greatest music venue I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing.
We arrived at the festival only to find out that the campground area of the
Gorge had filled to capacity (something about overbooking the festival by some 1500 people) and we were to be camped in a parking lot close to the entrance. We drove out over the long bladed grass, parked and began setting up camp. It was game time, in the next 4 days we would cover 50 unique and dynamic groups across 4 stages at the edge of some of the most beautiful scenery one could ask for.