I got lost yesterday. Not for the first time. Found the trail head eventually by staying on the trail, trusting my sense of direction, and, by having no real choice. In other words, I got out of my own way, got lucky and got to where I would have wound up had I done it right in the beginning. As it turned out this was the better choice. Shot my way up the trail, found good sight lines in a dozen places, found some very good light. Got a good day’s work out of it. I finished up with very sore heels, tight quads, sore shoulders, hungry, tired, satisfied and grateful for a fall day in the woods, doin’ what I do. Though, not to be picayune about it, the sore heels during and after every shoot are starting to righteously piss me off. Seriously.
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