In salmon run season, the beach near my house is lined with fisherman plucking dinner from Puget Sound.
On August 4th, I flew to Salt Lake City to attend the Outdoor Retailer trade show. After three days of walking around the convention center, I was more than ready to be outside. In my friend’s borrowed car, I drove the wrong way and ended up at Saltair, where I turned off on to the freeway access road. I stopped frequently to look, to fiddle with the camera. After finding the way north again, I continued to Antelope Island State Park.… continued…
My pal B. joined me for a Very Long Walk around the neighborhood. I took some pictures with my fixed 50, a lens that makes you work hard to get good pictures. And we stopped for snacks.… continued…
My camera took a fall about two weeks ago; I blame poltergeists as no one was in the room when it happened. As a result, the lens barrel was tweaked and the lens became stuck. I had to have my camera disassembled, the lens rebuilt, and many dollars later, I have the same camera. It’s okay, I guess, it was cheaper than buying a new one.
Today, I took the ferry to Vashon Island for a meeting.… continued…
