These photos are all from a recent camping trip we took with my parents & a crew of old & new friends. So often, I get so busy with work that I push personal photography to the side. Case in point: I haven’t edited or done anything with ANY personal photos (including our honeymoon) for the past two years. I keep telling myself…you’ll get time, but the time never comes. So, I’m taking initiative and MAKING time. Starting with our most recent adventure, I am going to work my way back. Because isn’t that what photography is all about? To look back on moments, big & small, and reminisce? To treasure? I think so…and I’m ready to treasure our moments.
If you’re curious, we visited so many cool places while we camped in Ruidoso. We day-tripped to the tiny historic village of Lincoln where we saw where Billy The Kid escaped from authorities. We appreciated how life once was as we strolled the streets & took in the historic atmosphere. We ventured to Cloudcroft (one of our favorite summer escapes) and some of the boys played a round of golf on one of the prettiest courses I’ve ever seen (of course I hung back, played caddy/driver/channel 9 news photographer & sipped on cerveza). We explored Ruidoso culture and we went back to my roots and camped…we ate camp food, sat around the campfire, made s’mores, hiked & enjoyed the company of friends old & new. My dad got to hang out with some high school/college buddies, my mom got to catch up with her girlfriends, we were introduced to new friends & I got to see my old friend Robyn (and finally meet her boyfriend). It’s crazy how time flies…I used to play in the dirt with Robyn when our parents took us on camping trips in the summer. Now, we are grown. But I’ll tell you something – I sure do cherish the photos our parents took of our childhood camping trips.
Oh, and a big shout-out to my dad (who taught me how to load 35mm film as a child) for the Bogen Tripod we used for the group shots! 🙂