Wasteland

For many, many years, Thom and I have had a tradition of going out on backpacking trips that doubled as photography expeditions. One of the things I enjoy about our time together is that either one of us can suddenly say to the other, “Hey, let’s stop here– I see a good shot.” And we’ll pull over to the side of the road (if we’re driving), or stop on the trail for a few minutes, or hike over to a viewpoint, or whatever, because there might be an interesting angle for a photo. Sometimes it works out, and the photo is pretty cool; other times it turns out the angle isn’t really that interesting. But it’s fun to have the opportunity to experiment.

Anyway, a few weeks ago my friend Woody said he occasionally drives out “into the Valley” to take photos. He has an old Canon EOS DSLR and enjoys watching birds and just looking for those “good shots”. I told him I’d love to join him sometime, and yesterday he asked if I had some time today. I did, and we grabbed our cameras and headed out together.

My “real” camera is a beautiful Canon R6 that I absolutely love. Last year I decided not to bring it on our mission, because I didn’t think I’d have a lot of opportunities to really use it. We wouldn’t be backpacking, and in fact we haven’t even hiked much. Since then, I’ve had several times when I kick myself for that decision… it wouldn’t have taken much space in the car, and it would’ve come in handy. Bother all. But I picked up a used Canon Powershot S110 on eBay, since it has manual controls, raw capability, and is a nice little portable camera that I’d owned many years ago. It’s not quite the same, of course, but in a pinch it’ll do.

We spent three or four hours driving all over the Imperial Valley, passing fields and power plants and even bird sanctuaries. Since Woody enjoys the birds, we made several stops so he could photograph flocks. And, just like my trips with Thom, several times I asked him to pull over because I saw something interesting. It was a lot of fun, and admist all the driving and shooting we had a chance to talk about all sorts of stuff.

Interestingly, when I looked at the results, many of them had a sort of post-apocalyptic wasteland vibe. There are plenty of fields full of crops– this is, after all, one of the most agriculturally productive areas in the world– but pictures of crops didn’t seem compelling so I’d taken pictures of other things. Here are the results.

Yeah, these aren’t going to win any contests, but I really enjoyed time with my friend.

Maestro

A few months ago, I bought a keyboard. I play nearly every day, although honestly I don’t really seem to be improving.

Lately I’ve been messing around with some of the “voices” (also known as instruments). I’ve also been tinkering with chords, despite knowing virtually nothing about music theory. Still, despite my profound lack of musical talent, it’s fun to play.

Transfer 6, done

Our latest group of missionaries arrived a week before Christmas, and they’re already leaving!

Some have been here for quite a while, but others just arrived. It seems a shame to have them for such a short time. Still, they pack their bags every time and head out to a new area and new adventures. And as always we’re excited to welcome the new group.

Pizza party x2

Although we always take new missionaries out to lunch, every now and then we invite them over to our apartment to make some dinner. Of course the fan favorite is homemade pizza.

Last night we had the guys…

… and tonight it was the ladies’ turn.

It’s always a party when we have a roomful of missionaries!

Talking with my hands

I’ve been told I “talk with my hands”. Well, tonight I was teaching a class and Pepper was sitting off to the side, and she decided to snap some pictures of me during the discussion. I think they demonstrate my hand-talking pretty well…

At least I’m animated, right?

The Slot

During our mission, Pepper and I haven’t had many opportunities to hike… something both of us enjoy. When we heard there’s a slot canyon not too far from us, we were enthusiastic about going. It turns out it’s called simply The Slot, and that’s how you find it on a map. Go figure.

We packed a snack and headed out. Despite its boring name, the canyon was quite fun. The walls are very sheer, and at points they’re narrow enough that a particularly large person literally wouldn’t fit.

The hike wasn’t very long– perhaps a mile each way– but we enjoyed it.

I’ve heard there are a few other slot canyons in the San Diego area, and we plan to check them out as well…

Cheap but effective

We were visiting the apartment of some of the missionaries, and I noticed this beautiful table centerpiece:

Elder DeMordaunt explained that guys aren’t really very good at decorating, nor do they want to spend money on it, so picking up a fresh pineapple on sale for $2.49 and plopping it in the center of your table is the way to go. Brilliant.

Pizza oven FTW

This evening we went over to our friends’ home to make pizza. Stephen built a pizza oven a few years ago: bricks covered with a layer of concrete. He’d been stoking the coals in it for a while when we arrived.

He has a little temperature “gun” that measures the temperature of a spot you point it at, and he showed us that the back of the oven was just over a thousand degrees. The floor– where the pizzas would bake– was “only” around 850. That means the baking time is less than ninety seconds.

We made our little personal pizzas, and I slid mine into the oven. I kept it in a little longer than usual, because I enjoy slightly browned cheese, and I was not disappointed.

After this delicious meal, I’m thinking about how I might set up a pizza oven back home in Montana…