|Slot Canyon, Anza Borrego|
My photo cohort Ken has been laid up sick and I have been super busy so yesterday was the first chance we had to check it out. A little recon mission.
Unfortunately the rumors of the bloom being now off the bud were true, we had probably missed the peak. As one of my neighbors said, who visited last week, "Frankly it is prettier in Fallbrook."
There were tons of muggles of all ages enjoying the wildflower show, older people in their khaki, young girls in their spandex and yoga pants. Did you know that yoga pants are now affecting the ocean's health? Their microfibers now constitute about 83% of the ocean's plastic pollution.
We drove out to the Slot Canyon that Jerry Kalman suggested we shoot. We had a choice, go right or left and ended up going the wrong way but will be back to shoot another day. Now we have our bearings. Expect to nail it next time.
The invasion has caused serious food shortages in the area, the favorite restaurant was temporarily out of salsa but I managed to get my favorite mole enchiladas. Actually my favorite mole anywhere.
I am sure the locals can't wait for the flowers to totally dry up so that they can get their home back.
I am looking forward to going through my shots and seeing if there is any gold to mine. I saw enough of the Slot Canyon to want to go back. And soon.