Walter Flint is a 33 year resident of Yosemite National Park which is often referred to as the “crown jewel” of all national parks in the United States. 

 

Walter was a Staff Photographer for the prestigious and world famouAnsel Adams Gallery in Yosemite Valley,

and is also a former Yosemite Mountaineering School Climbing Guide, P.S.I.A certified Nordic Ski Guide, and also served as the Mountaineering School Assistant Manager.

 

Walter has climbed many of the grand granite monoliths in Yosemite Valley including the 3000 ft face of El Capitan along with dozens of summits in Yosemite and the surrounding  

Sierra Nevada mountain range; having hiked thousands of miles whilst visiting some of the most remote locations in

the continental United States.

 

As an instructor, guide and lecturer he has spoken to and taught tens-of-thousands of Yosemite's world-wide visitors about photography, natural history, skiing, and climbing.

 

Walter's photography has been widely published and displayed and he holds an Associate of Applied Science degree in Professional Photography from Colorado

Mountain College.

Photographing a climber on Elephant Rock. Photo: Beth Littell

I was born in Milwaukee. I was a city kid, and later, as a teenager, I was a suburbanite. I didn't grow up in the rural countryside much less in the mountains. Back in my youth I didn't ski, I didn't climb, and I certainly was not thinking about photography in any meaningful artistic way other than snapshots. I didn't experience the high and wild places and the perfect designs of nature that reside therein. But, I always loved the woods and would spend time in them whenever I could. I always loved camping out in the woods, and would do so whenever possible.

 

Guiding United States Army soldiers from Fort Ord, CA. Photo: Rick Stockwell

My first real full-bodied experience in the mountains came in the summer of 1981 when I completed a 790-mile solo hike of the Pacific Crest Trail from Yosemite Valley to the California – Oregon Border. I was hooked!

Setting up to photograph on Lost Arrow Spire. Photo: Dave Schultz

In the two years that followed I went about my city life but my thoughts and emotions always returned to the higher elevations of the Sierra Nevada. I dreamed of the sheer granite peaks and monoliths. I yearned to breathe the air of the tall trees, high alpine lakes, lushly flowered meadows, and grand timberline vistas. Nature called me with her siren song and I was utterly powerless to resist her truth and beauty.

 

I had to make my pilgrimage and I knew in my heart I would be coming home to the Promised Land. In May of 1983 I left behind my existence in Wisconsin and moved to live and work in Yosemite Valley.

 

Yosemite National Park has been the learning ground for some of the most pleasurable and intense experiences of my adult life. In the beautiful Range of Light I learned how to be a photographer. In the bountiful snow of the Sierra Nevada Mountains I learned how to ski. On the greatest, most aesthetic granite walls in the world, I learned how to rock climb and be a mountaineer. And, in the wilderness of the Yosemite backcountry I learned the values of the silence of the earth and the rhythmic song of the multitudes of nature.

 

For me, the beauty of the natural world is extraordinary in every sense of the word. It was my love of wilderness travel that got me interested in landscape and nature photography.

 

Leading "Reeds Direct" 5.9 Photo: Chris Falkenstein

I want my photographs to not only show, in the plainest possible terms, the sheer beauty of the natural world, but to convey my ultimate and unequivocal love for the places and elements that thrive within it which are so precious to my heart, soul, and in fact, my very being!

Photographing in Yosemite Valley.

“For there is always a sanctuary more, a door that can never be forced, a last inviolable stronghold that can never be taken, whatever the attack; your vote can be taken, your name, your innards, or even your life, but that last stronghold can only be surrendered. And to surrender it for any reason other than love is to surrender love.” 
― Ken KeseySometimes a Great Notion