Carter Chaffey was born in Tacoma, Washington. From an early age, his parents went to great lengths to instill in him a deep appreciation for nature, which he believes has served him well ever since. It was during high school that Carter was first introduced to photography, although it took a couple of years before he realized that he’d rather be taking photographs than doing other things.
Western Washington University admitted him, against their better judgement, to the class of 2013. It was in Bellingham that Carter’s passion for the mountains truly took root. It eventually became clear that he was unlikely to master his craft with a flip phone camera, and so he bit the proverbial bullet and purchased the least expensive DSLR carried by Costco. He regretted this decision almost immediately upon realizing that he could have bought 350 Costco hotdogs instead. Hindsight is 20/20.
Carter chose to study anthropology and philosophy, and spent the next four years trying to travel and climb as much as possible, and go really fast on his bike. He achieved a modicum of success in these endeavors, depending on who you ask. He narrowly avoided death by dengue fever in Haiti, and was asked to clean the Dalai Lama’s room in Zanskar because he was “tall.” A lot of things happened in between. Carter did eventually graduate from Western, which was odd because it seemed as if he was almost never there. Armed with a skill set matched in its obscurity only by its uselessness, he demonstrated that there was at least one pragmatic application for his degree and became a construction worker.
Now he lives wherever his 1992 Toyota runs out of gas. Which is currently Spokane, Washington.