Revenge of Tall Boy Sixer

Rob Gilley

Previously in denial about his photographic past, Rob Gilley now rummages through his trove of mediocrity.

In the gaseous aftermath of bloated Gilley servings, may I offer some lighter fare: a six-pack of long, tall ones to loosen the passages.

All images below were shot on film, in the days when shooting vertically was a way to stress composition and maximize printing quality. These days a digital photographer can shoot a more backed-off version and let a savvy photo editor or art director slice and dice until the cows come home.

As such, vertical shooting is mostly a thing of the past. But like the dinosaurs, whose decayed carcasses now provide energy for the planet, let these vertical offerings be a resource for the present…and for the future.

And so you have it: The final installment of vertically presented evidence. Six more tall ones added to the franchise, 24 in total.

Case complete.

(Above from left to right) On track: Savvy California surfers know how to use the coastal train route to access some of the more out-of-the-way spots. The steep, road-laced mountains that surround this Caribbean surf spot make it a lineup photographer’s dream.

(Above from left to right) This 5-star San Diego cave breaks about 3 to 4 times a season, but Rob Machado and I waited about 10 years to see it this good in the morning light. Late afternoon Rincon, with an unidentified lottery winner hooking into the river mouth.

(Above from left to right) North Shore The fastest way to a lineup lover’s heart is with a machete. Off The Wall. Being a Northern California surfer means being constantly dwarfed by nature.