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Coming Down from Dinkey Lakes
Aug. 6th, 2024 12:46 pmAs I remarked in my previous blog on hiking the Dinkey Lakes there comes a point in every hike where our thoughts shift from discovery and wonder about what lies ahead to counting the minutes and steps until we're done. I'm mindful of this tendency to make sure it doesn't take me out of enjoyment of the moment. That's what I wrote about last blog— some fellow hikers we met who'd mentally thrown in the towel and were focused on simply putting one foot in front of the other while we strove to continue appreciating the beauty in which we walk. Another example of doing this came as we got lower down on the trail.
We were already out of the wilderness zone and counting the minutes til we'd get back to the car. That, in turn, was part of a larger calculation about when we'd get home for the night— how long to finish walking the trail, how long to drive back to a paved road, how long to drive down the mountain to Fresno, how long to get dinner, then how long to drive home. We were wondering whether we'd make it all in one night! Ultimately we got home Saturday night, no need to stay over 'til Sunday morning. But at this point in the hike we weren't sure.
This is one of the things I like about photography. It gives me a reason to stop and look. Even if I'm returning back on a stretch of trail I've already hiked, maybe there's a perspective I didn't see before. Or maybe the light is different. That's the case with both of the photos I'm sharing in this blog entry.
I made photos similar to both of these on the way up the trail. I stopped to make more photos— these— on the way down. I'm glad I did, because they look better. Having photos like these helps me remember the beauty in which I walk.
We were already out of the wilderness zone and counting the minutes til we'd get back to the car. That, in turn, was part of a larger calculation about when we'd get home for the night— how long to finish walking the trail, how long to drive back to a paved road, how long to drive down the mountain to Fresno, how long to get dinner, then how long to drive home. We were wondering whether we'd make it all in one night! Ultimately we got home Saturday night, no need to stay over 'til Sunday morning. But at this point in the hike we weren't sure.
This is one of the things I like about photography. It gives me a reason to stop and look. Even if I'm returning back on a stretch of trail I've already hiked, maybe there's a perspective I didn't see before. Or maybe the light is different. That's the case with both of the photos I'm sharing in this blog entry.
I made photos similar to both of these on the way up the trail. I stopped to make more photos— these— on the way down. I'm glad I did, because they look better. Having photos like these helps me remember the beauty in which I walk.
