Recently spent a few spring days in the desert, camping, hiking, mountain biking, and making a few photographs.

Last year was a big deal for me: My first child was born and I had the busiest year of my career. Most of my work time involved shooting weddings, work that you can see on my wedding photography website. Most of my personal time involved preparing for and caring for an infant. So there’s not much in my annual photographic output to choose from for a “best of” blog post. So I’ll keep it short.

I continued to shoot many pictures with my iPhone. Here are my favorites.

My best and most important efforts of 2013 involved my baby daughter, Lila Jayne. I shot an unbelievable amount of pictures of her, as you might expect. This one is my favorite:

This year’s crop of favorite pictures is a pretty eclectic mix compared to past years of my career. Normally, the list is filled with pictures from newspaper assignments; this year’s list contains just three. In fact, very little assignment work is represented here, unless you count self-assignments, which I gave myself a lot of this year. This was my first full year as a freelance photographer, so the assignment work was varied, the personal work was frequent, and the wedding work will appear on another website. I’m looking forward to 2013, which will see a whole new portfolio for me and hopefully another diverse mix of favorite photos to reflect on at the end of the year.

In October I had the pleasure of serving as a support crew member for a two-man relay team competing in the Furnace Creek 508, a 508-mile bike race that goes through the Mojave Desert and Death Valley. It was my first time in such a role, and the experience taught me a lot about cycling and endurance. We left at 9:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning and finished around 10:30 p.m. on Sunday night; I got about two hours sleep in the passenger seat and was exhausted, so I can only imagine how tired the riders must have been. Still, despite the suffering and grinding and constant pedaling in the heat and wind and hills, the race seemed fun. And for the people who manage to finish it, quite an achievement.

Somewhere around the middle of the race, late at night in Death Valley, watching Ken pedal fast through the flats while enjoying relatively pleasant temperatures, I saw a shooting star and quietly vowed to someday complete this race myself. I’ve got a lot of practicing to do before then — first I’m just going to try to make it 200 miles.

Below are some of the photos I shot on the trip, and at the bottom of this post is a time lapse video I made with photos from a GoPro camera that I attached to the inside of the van’s window.

Let’s face it: Huge crowds of drunk people can be irritating, unless you are also a drunk person. Bay to Breakers, the annual foot race in San Francisco, is mainly a huge crowd of drunk people. And I was not about to irritated.

Which is why, on a Sunday morning at 7 a.m., I was at a party in San Francisco drinking vodka and orange juice with a large group of people dressed as Olympic athletes. We headed to the race along with several hundred people dressed as rainbows and scores of people dressed as leprechauns. By the time we hit the race route, the people who came to the 2012 Bay to Breakers to actually compete in the race had long since finished, and the course was populated by people in all manner of costumes (or none at all) and at all levels of drunkenness.

I came mainly to shoot photos, and as it turned out, drinking vodka beforehand was the best decision I could’ve made. Bay to Breakers is a participatory event. As a participant, I was able to get close to everybody, move easily through the crowd, have the same kind of experience everybody else was having. I passed numerous photographers who were standing on the curb, picking off shots as people walked by. They looked disconnected, awkward.

Of course, if I was actually on assignment for this shoot it would’ve been a sober morning. And I did see some newspaper photogs working the crowd, dutifully gathering names, reporting the event. But I came to shoot for myself, to do some street photography. And to see it all as a participant.

Here again is my annual attempt to sum up 12 months of visual output into a set of favorite images. This group of pictures looks far different than my typical favorite photos from past years, just as this year was far different for me as a photographer. I left my staff job at a newspaper, trading it in for a life as a freelance photographer. Only a half dozen of these 34 favorite photos were produced on assignment for a newspaper. A dozen are from weddings, the rest are images I made for myself. I’m encouraged by this transition, and I look forward to a creative and prosperous 2012. And I wish you all the same.

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I took my camera-on-a-stick to the fourth annual Luna Park Chalk Art Festival Saturday, Sept. 24, 2011, at Backesto Park in San Jose.

The “stick” in my camera-on-a-stick is a painter’s pole, and it can extend to nine feet. When I hold it up, that’s plenty of reach to look straight down on subjects, especially subjects who are sitting on a chalk-covered sidewalk.

Normally when I use the camera-on-a-stick setup, I get some funny looks. At the Chalk Art Festival, the funny looks quickly turned into nodding approval, as people seemed to instantly understand what I was up to.

Images from the candlelight vigil on the 10th anniversary of Sept. 11, 2001, at Oak Hill Memorial Park in San Jose.

The third annual Zombie-O-Rama crawled through downtown San Jose tonight. I missed the big crowds, but managed to shoot a few.