After getting up an hour late, I drove like a maniac passed Mt. Hood to the Dry Side. I had a job in Warm Springs and didn't get to do much site seeing on the way out. I really wanted to meander, maybe stop a few places to shoot some interesting sites, but that just couldn't happen. I was very tired after my gig and was just looking forward to getting home. The drive back, I was determined to get out at least once and try and get a good shot. I managed 2 stops, relatively close to each other. The horses looked so good to me as I sped by, I doubled back to snap a few.
I'm noticing recent shots I am really after a full range of tonality. Memories of the darkroom are dancing in my head.
