Yesterday Raf and I took a drive up the mountain. Our destination was Lost Lake but we never made it. We ended up on the gravel roads deep in the Mt. Hood National Forest. It was beautiful. However we didn’t fill our gas tank before we left and I was having visions of us running out of gas in the middle of nowhere and, then, being attacked by bears, or starving to death, or other manner of horrible things that might happen when one gets stranded in the wilderness. So I convinced Raf to turn around. We were bummed that we didn’t make it to Lost Lake but we’ll go again. Now that I know what kind of drive to expect I will make sure we are prepared.

I will admit that I am a bit of a worrier. I get that from my mom. It kind of bugs me that I am like this. But on the other hand, it is also good to follow your gut, which is what we did yesterday.

On the way home we stopped on Lolo Pass to snap some shots. I brought my Yashica, loaded with some Ilford black and white film. Should have some interesting results! At least I hope so. The photo above was snapped with my iPhone and edited in Snapseed.