Saturday, February 11, 2012

Eight million three hundred fifty nine thousand.

Words, that is.

In one minute.

On a normal trip to SW Utah I'd spend much more time riding than shooting. Last week I didn't have that luxury.

Fang and I did heaps of tromping around on foot, lugging cameras, tripods, and intervalometers along with.

8359 shots were compiled and arranged to make this clip. Looking back, it almost seems like Pete and Jeff (whom rode much of every day) might have gotten short shrift somehow.

Either way, good times.


P.S. Windy weather meant shaky tripods. Meh!