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Sunday, May 25, 2008

MWR's peninsular campaign


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A quick overview of my day yesterday. I thought it was tremendous.
  • napped from 11 p.m. until 2 a.m.

  • packed car with photo gear

  • on the road at 3:30 a.m. to go around the Olympic Peninsula

  • first stop for random photography, Satsop, just before dawn (5 a.m.)

  • a few photo stops (great soft light), then breakfast at the Forks Coffee Shop around 9:30

  • La Push and Rialto Beach until about noon, when the clouds burned off

  • Drive up to the Hoh Rain Forest, thinking of hiking a bit away from the crowds. decided not to.

  • Burger and vanilla malt at Sully's Burgers in Forks. I always get a vanilla malt on such expeditions.

  • Continue clockwise around the peninsula, along Lake Crescent, around to Dungeness spit with a couple of roadside photo stops

  • 30-minute nap

  • Get to Port Townsend a bit after 7, saw relatives and bought some cool stuff at their shop there (e.g., a large colored-pencil drawing of a tiger in a deco frame, from 1932 . . . trust me, it's cool). Had a great dinner of mackerel poki and black cod kasuzuke, which turned out to be exactly what I was in the mood for.

  • Get to Bainbridge ferry at 10:45. Next boat at midnight.

  • Home a bit before 1 a.m.

  • 522 miles of driving
I took a few digital snaps at one point, but I find I would really be dissatisfied if one of my best images were "only" digital (even though I now have a fine digital SLR and a better-than-fine prime lens for it). I suppose this view may change eventually, but for now I think of digital as my snapshot medium, for when I either need an immediate digital result or just don't want to be committed to any processing expenses. For "real" photography, I like knowing that if I get that certain special shot, I can get it printed five feet wide. And I don't want to worry that if I'm not properly attentive (more attentive than I now am, and likely more attentive than you now are), my critical images will be lost to me over the next few decades.

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1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Creating a good road trip is a gift, this one was terrific and you should write it up in detail for publication. The vanilla malt rule is tempting--tho I watch for REAL choc shakes.

June 02, 2008 7:28 PM  

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