So I went from a really terrible internet connection that would struggle at 2mbps to a smoking fast one that's pullin' 52mbps. Stoked, I opened Aperture to upload a lot of the photos I've dreaded uploading to Smugmug due to the slug-speed connection. Then Aperture took every single one of my 34,985 photos and duplicated them in every album I have, crippling my ECU in the process with 700,000 duplicate photos. The ...... fairy has been busy as hell with me as of late.
More from Esco:
Got up to the abandoned church and immediately thought of "choose your own adventure"
It's getting dark and looks like acid rain. A wrong decision can lead to disaster--or even death! You can
A) Seek cover in the Church of Anguish
B) Follow the sounds of groaning coming from the hills to its source
C) Sit down and eat some salami while you regain strength
D) Cry out for help hoping a friendly townsperson will come to greet you
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jd8GraGpaWE
I chose A. I'll have to say that I felt strangely more relaxed and at home than I'd felt in a long time. It was as if I'd traveled back in time to an uninhabited doppelgänger planet of Earth, like in an old Star Trek episode. Only I wasn't paranoid that a monstrous alien was watching my every move. It was nearly completely silent. Then while walking along the ridge, looked down to see if I could see my bike and....
I saw that guy down there just standing there and instantly felt creeped out or violated....no one was supposed to be here! After the initial 'wtf' moment, I noticed he was in a motorcycle riding suit. COOL!
I sauntered down and had a good conversation with him. Like me, he'd been riding by and saw the ruins and decided to wander up. He'd left his bike a (BMW R1200 I think it was) down with his buddies on the street and was surprised I rode up the dry creek bed. He was from England and had put on some serious miles with his pals.
Snapped a pic, had a few more words, then we headed our separate ways. Cool dude....and great to run into another English speaking native (who was not a reptilian alien looking for a fight).
Proper ADV Salute with an improperly focused camera:
No chicken strips here: