A fist full of panoramas.

My shutter was set to fully automatic. I became “that guy”, the poser photo guy perched in an awkward contortion, probably too close to the edge of the cliff, his camera sounding like a skipping rope at maximum RPM. I need a bucket hat and bigger lens.

Eye roll from Linzay. Too late. I captured her silly face in perfect soft sepia. Bribery material. “Give me the camera,” she says. Its time to get serious.

A quick photo journal from yesterdays summit at 1750 meters with Garry and Linzay.

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