Look who’s on the home page of FUEL.TV. The kind folk over ther contacted me about doing a photo feature on their website and by golly, Its live. Erik Jernberg, a writer for Fuel, even wrote a nice little essay about me and my history. At one point he even refers to me as the “the dean of wake photography.” Yes, by definition, thats a leader or senior member of a group. That sounds special.

Big thanks to Erik and everyone at Fuel for making it happen. The dean is very happy.

Below the link i’ve posted what I originally sent to Erik to write the article. Its just some one liners, but i think it really sums me up. If you’ve even wanted the cliff notes on my history, then here they are.


Josh Letchworth
Cancer…indecisive at times, i have a claw when i need to use it, but mostly i’m very friendly and happy.
Central Florida
2 beautiful kids
1 amazing wife
shooting pictures for 15 years, 12 professionally
I like film. 400 tri-x
Went digital around 2004…unwillfully. ugggg
Yes, now i’ve accepted it and like it.
i have too many cameras.
Favorite one…Nikon FM with a 35mm 1.4
I always have facial hair.
I rebuild old Honda scooters, do a lot of yoga and surfing is my true passion.
I’ve traveled to over 20 countries with my camera. 9 of those with Aaron Reed.
I like New Zealand the most.
I am biased to shooting wakeskating now. I just enjoy it more.
i am self taught. trial and error.
Most of my gear is dirty.
i have realized that I will always be “fine-tuning” my style. Thats the evolution of art.
I still get really excited when peeling open a polaroid.
My father in law was a professional photographer.
My mom has every year of our lives organized into photo albums.


I heard an Alaskan quoted on NPR yesterday saying “The cold air makes you feel alive.” I would say that is definitely an opinion and not a fact.

Here’s a few shots from summer that remind me of ‘feeling alive.” Put your feet on the ground and reach out and touch something.

Thats my favorite shirt. I bought it used when I was in Portland. The buttons snap and i can have it open in mere seconds.

a bird with no wings….blending in.

Indians know the feeling.

the field is open

First off Happy New Year.

I huge thanks for those that stop by this little slice of real estate that occupies only a fraction of the big dubya dubya dubya. I promise to keep it going if you keep showing up. It’s as therapeutic for me as it may be for you.

I found a way to symbolically tie this post into the place we all sit in the new born days of a new year. Open, Free and Clear to move in any direction. Sometimes I learn the most from what I shoot after I do it. The day we wandered into this field it poured rain all over us. The gear got wet, probably left some $50 item out there, ruined at least one roll of film and drove home soaked. Kind of an uncertain feeling. Much like the year ahead. Its gonna rain, but there will be moments of serene clarity for sure. Well, I’m going for it, despite what the weatherman says.

The field is ours….run free my friends..

big thanks to Chauntel and Ian. I learned something that day and thats enough.