I don't camp much. It's not that I don't like to. I do. It's just that when I go camping, I GO camping. I get invited often to go camping but the first question I ask when I do get invited is "how far are we going?" If it's close (and by close I mean an hour or two away), there's a good chance I won't go because it normally means that the campsite is close enough that you may get cellphone reception and large enough that there are probably a lot of people other than your group camping which I don't like.
I like to go FAR. 3+ hours away. I want to be able to see the milky way's band of stars in the night sky. I like to be able to see objects streaking across the night sky where people will think UFO but I will know it's just a satellite. I want fresh air. Some place I can get lost so I can find myself while trying not to get physically lost at the same time.
This photo was taken in the morning, maybe 9am? I don't know. My phone battery died which was a good thing. This was my tent and I loved the way the light scattered and broke through the fairly young sequoias that surrounded our campsite. I loved the beauty of what surrounded us so I'll keep the location of this place to myself but you would've loved it.
I'm working on a series, which this photo is a part of, but it's in an unpublished gallery which is why you don't see this photo in the gallery with the same title as these series of blog entries. It's a little project I'm working on and eventually I'll release it to the public when it's ready.
"Wish you were here" / 35mm Cinestill 800T / June 2014