A tiring day of hauling camera equipment down and up stairs and down miles of trail. Eight 4x5 exposures with the pinhole and finished a roll of 120 in the Holga 612 Pan. At Wren Falls, which was remote and beautiful, I found it impossible to get down into the gorge, as I could not find a way that was not a near straight drop off the cliff. I will ask some of my patients who I know fish in that area for trout. The Upper Potato Falls were also magnificant, but to get a shot at river level, you had to ford the river to the other side. I would need my high rubber boots that I will bring there next time. The stairs there were killer, such that I did not need to do my walk this evening. Lastly I visited a spot I have fished on the Tyler Forks River and finished up there before the 45 minute drive back to the farm. Nice 62 degree weather and partial clouds. The purple asters are everywhere and the leaves are in the initial stages of changing. Usually we are looking best by the first of October or a bit thereafter.
Just finished developing-everything is hanging to dry in the downstairs bathroom and at first glance, most look to be keepers.
“Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.”
― Dylan Thomas