|This weekend, I slept under these stars. It felt right.
If you’re wondering, it was shot at ISO 200
18mm-f/3.5 for 30 seconds on a D50. The picnic table was my tripod.
I’m especially proud of the big dipper.
That’s my tent on the left. My mom bought it for me for my birthday in 2008. That tent has been ERRYWHERES with me. It went east-to-west across northern Minnesota with me during the year that I gave up. It housed me and my wife at scout camp during her first summer there. It’s housed me on 48 weekend campouts so far, and it will serve me well on many, many more.
In which El Chris does legit farm work for like 25 minutes.
I really had no excuse other than “Wow, that sounds awful” so I went along. My back already hurt.
We arrived at this mountain of hay on a cart. “Well this doesn’t look so bad!” I muttered to myself.
Our job was to make this nice large pile on the right and add it to the sloppy pile below and make it look good and ventilate so that dry rot doesn’t set in.
I started in. Then I quickly stopped. I had no gloves. I realized that chappy hands would a slothy El Chris make, and since I have soft little princess hands, they would get chappy FAST.
Ranger Bob got me some nice gloves. We went back to work.
|We finished, and aside from some residual hay, we got through it just fine, thanks.|
The boys dressed up in their OA regalia and said their lines FLAWLESSLY.
The boys took their roles seriously and delivered their lines well. VERY well.
|Here’s an irksome task.|
|And here’s Derek drinking two cans of Mountain Dew
at the same time. He DID deserve them, in case you’re wondering.
If you look close, you can see him dribbling globules of Mountain Dew.
|This guy had the least irksome task of all of them. I want his job next year.|
|Snagged this shot during the PERFECT blue hour. I couldn’t have BEGGED for it to look any nicer. I love this camp, I love being here, and I love know that it’s there. Thanks for the great weekend, and I’ll see you in 2 more.|