NAPA VALLEY, Calif. — The last time I saw Bob McClenahan, he was doing what he always did — capturing moments, telling stories through his lens. It was at the Calistoga holiday parade, and we talked about what we always talked about — family, friends, photography. He mentioned Julie, his wife, and their boys, Tyler and Jacob — the latest shot he was proud of.
And then, in that quiet, measured way of his, he said, "It’s back." I swore. He shook his head. "We’ll tell the boys after Christmas."
That was Bob — always thinking of others first, never seeking sympathy, determined to live his life fully for as long as he could. He had an unwavering commitment to his craft, his family, and this valley that he loved so deeply.
Bob’s journey to becoming one of Napa Valley’s most defining photographers wasn’t a straight path. Born and raised in Merced and Sacramento, he learned the fundamentals of photography from his father, Jim. As a child, he traveled with his dad, capturing images of trains and railway equipment. His father shared his love for photography, and those early lessons in composition and patience would become the foundation of Bob’s future work.
Despite his natural talent behind the lens, photography wasn’t always his career. Bob studied business and later communications at California State University, Sacramento. He was drawn to radio, working as a morning DJ at KSSU, where he played fast punk music and interviewed bands. His break in photography came in an unexpected way — while interning at MTV, he started adding photos to his music reviews. His images caught the attention of editors, and soon he was being paid to provide both words and visuals.
But like many young professionals in the late '90s, Bob was lured by the promise of financial success in the tech and investment world. He took a job as a stockbroker at Morgan Stanley, only to start on the day of the dot-com crash in March 2000. It was a brutal introduction to the industry, and over the years he found himself jumping from job to job, often at companies that downsized, sold or collapsed altogether. Stability remained elusive.
It wasn’t until the Great Recession that Bob’s true calling emerged. After being laid off from his role as a financial compliance officer in the Bay Area, he decided to try his hand at professional photography. His first major client was the Napa Valley Vintners, and from that moment on, his career took off. Within a few years, his work could be seen across the valley — on websites, in magazines, in brochures. He became the quiet force behind the imagery that defined Napa’s visual identity.
Bob was prolific, often working seven days a week, capturing everything from sweeping vineyard landscapes to intimate moments at community gatherings. He had an innate ability to blend into the background, making his subjects feel natural, unposed, real. He didn’t just document Napa Valley — he translated its essence into images.
Even as he faced his toughest battle with cancer, Bob remained dedicated to his craft. In 2021, he was diagnosed with stage IV diffuse large B-cell non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. The fight was grueling — he lost 50 pounds, endured chemotherapy and spent months unable to eat solid food. Yet, through it all, he continued to take photos whenever he could, never losing his passion for the work.









During his illness, the Napa Valley community rallied around him. Friends, colleagues and admirers stepped up, offering meals, financial support and words of encouragement. He was deeply moved by the kindness shown to him and his family, never taking it for granted. When he went into remission in early 2023, it felt like a miracle.
But cancer can be relentless. When he told me it had returned, there was no self-pity in his voice — only the steady resolve of a man who had already endured so much. Three weeks ago he wrote to thank me for showcasing his photos.
"I’m heading to Stanford tomorrow," he said. I swore again. "Sending love to you and your family," I replied. "Thank you," he wrote back.
Bob was too young. His wife and sons now face a world without him, a reality too painful to fully grasp. There will never be another Bob — his quiet force, his unshakable dedication, his way of seeing the world through a lens that made it feel more alive, more present, more permanent.
But he leaves us with so much. His images remain — a visual history of this valley attesting to his love of place and people. And for those of us lucky enough to know him, we carry his steady presence, his humor, his grace.
Thank you, Bob, for sharing your world with us. We will always see a piece of you in the images you left behind — your love for this valley, your appreciation for its people, your unmatched craft. Your work will inspire for generations, and for that, we are forever grateful.
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The family will hold a private burial for Bob in their family plot at Tulocay Cemetery later this month.
Instead of flowers, anyone who would like to support the McClenahan family can donate to Jacob and Tyler’s ScholarShare college funds at Ugift529.com. Jacob McClenahan’s code is 96L-90Y. Tyler McClenahan’s code is Y2H-92Q.
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Tim Carl is a Napa Valley-based photojournalist.
Tim, a very touching and appropriate piece about Bob. You represented his unending joy and kindness well. He truly has given us an incredible visual legacy that was so Bob. I often knew before looking at a photo caption when an image was captured through his lens. Magical and memorable.
Beautifully written. I am also fighting it for the 3rd time. It hurts when someone loses but from what I hear he put up an amazing fight. I love his work, so sad.