Our last day pre my workshop was relatively low key, again due to poor weather and just overall tiredness from running around. We went to the iconic Moulton Barn but the weather was not great. I ended up having a later start one day during the workshop and headed back for a better morning. I didn’t drag my friend along this time, and was a bit worried about venturing out alone in the middle of nowhere. Luckily, 20 of my kindred spirits ended up out there with me. (I had a lot of fun thinking through how between triathlon, running, and photography I can always count on people keeping my company early in the morning.)
I am generally happy with what I got, but I know it’s a location I could go back to 30 times and get 30 different versions of the same picture.