Freelance Photography : Bertrand Celce

Faces of America

Marshal - Humboldt Redwoods S.P., California

We were walking on a trail at the Avenue of Giants in the Humboldt Redwoods State Park (California), when we met Marshal. He was enjoying his lone walk and had picked up a 4-leaf clover for good luck. We chatted a couple of minutes, he was from Florida and the last time he came here was 15 years ago...

Linda - Marbleton, Wyoming

When we arrived in Marbleton, Wyoming, we immediately felt something was going on in this tiny community along highway 189. Everyone seemed busy fixing a newly opened business and it looked like a gold-rush mushroom town. Take notice, investors : highway 189 is being widened south of Marbleton for the increasing influx of traffic from Utah and California. Linda served us great hamburgers in Marbleton WY. She works at The Food Factory Drive In. Go eat there if you drive through !

Steve - Wells, Nevada

Steve Wright is the man behind the shiny new Angel Lake RV Park in Wells, Nevada. We camped under the tent among 5th-wheellers and trailers and he was eager to help with anything he could (even gave us access to his computer). Steve wright is a former rancher, he had 1800 cattle before he retired and started this new business. He and his wife came in the evening to say good night.

Rebecca & Jessica - Stinson Beach, California

Stinson Beach is a small-community beach north of San Francisco. Real family-friendly place with nice people just a few miles north of the Golden Gate bridge and Sausalito, on winding highway 1. We walked across Rebecca and Jessica along the shore. I could'nt miss this picture...

Western Light

This post is a tribute to the light and magic of the West...

This picture was shot on highway 28 east, south of Dubois, Wyoming. We are driving along Wind river, leaving the plains of Fremont county to the Teton mountains. We went through a big temperature-drop that day : from 39° C (in the plains of Nebraska) to 0°c (Union pass, Wyoming) in 24 hours (6pm to 6pm). The Wind river is getting smaller and the ranches and cattle are followed by thick fir forests.

Leaving Seattle on the Bremerton Ferry. Seagulls take advantage of the air currents and glide along the boat, looking on the way at this strange passenger with his third bulky eye...

The rainiest night of the trip. This is British Columbia and it pours every day. The Maple Leaf Motel near Oliver, B.C. will be our home tonight. Like often in British Columbia, the fog covers beautifully the upper half of the mountains.

As we pulled into a gas station for a refill in Utah, I stretched out my legs to the back of the place and saw this gem: a rusted tank with "no parking" on it, and the desert landscape in the back. This was somewhere near Delle, Utah (on the south side). This is a region with vast expanses of desert with military zones where service areas are not always on the map.