I had loaded the film in the Hasselblad backs previously and managed to get things mixed up, such that I thought there was a roll of Fomapan 100 in this back, which in reality, ended up having a roll of Portra 160 in it. As a result, since the film was over-exposed by less than a stop, I developed it about 20 seconds less. Everything turned out fine. The lesson is always mark what you have in a back or camera if you don’t plan to use it immediately….unless you only use one film.
The weather will turn from lovely 60’s to 30’s with rain and snow from Saturday through Monday….a common Fall event. My brother is leaving Saturday so if he gets a buck Friday, he can follow me Saturday morning 1.5 hours to the South and East to Lake Tomahawk, WI, where I will be dropping off 16lbs of frozen venison from Eric’s buck to have made into summer sausage. Karl can leave his deer there and drive back North to pick it up at a later date, as our local deer processor is out of town for a week.
“It had nothing to do with gear or footwear or the backpacking fads or philosophies of any particular era or even with getting from point A to point B.
It had to do with how it felt to be in the wild. With what it was like to walk for miles with no reason other than to witness the accumulation of trees and meadows, mountains and deserts, streams and rocks, rivers and grasses, sunrises and sunsets. The experience was powerful and fundamental. It seemed to me that it had always felt like this to be a human in the wild, and as long as the wild existed it would always feel this way.”
― Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail