I left on a Friday up the eastern side of the Sierra Nevadas to photograph a wedding in Bridgeport. If you know where Bridgeport is, either you're a hick, or just well-traveled in California. So, I drove up 395 Friday after work, and found a sandy spot to camp out under the stars (below). Shot the sunset at Mono Lake, and then the sunrise the next morning after 90 minutes of sleep. I don't like sleeping alone in the wilderness. I do fear bears, cougars & chupacabra. So everything I heard I expected the worse. I'd kick my tent and growl like a bear to scare off the thwarting blood-sucking field mice and bugs. I do think a skunk went by the tent, but there's also a chance it was me; I had carnitas tacos at the Tioga Mobil gas station an hour or so earlier.
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Shot the wedding, and then it rained all Sunday morning in Bridgeport. Got on the road around 2pm and got to Tioga Pass road. Should I? Is the weather good? Oh well, I had no real reason or ambition to head home, so I headed up the road, paid the $20 and went into Yosemite.
Didn't really take any shots right away, because this time I realized that getting a camp spot was more important. Got into Camp4 campeground 35 and shared it with 4 others. After sharing some hot dogs and Pringles, we all went to sleep.
At 5:15, everyone in the camp (probably about 200 people) were woken up by other campers yelling
BEAR!!!!! Bear!! Get out of here bear!!After the bear lumbered out of the campsite, I cleaned up and shot the sunrise at Cathedral Beach (see reflection).
Shot for a little while longer, and then started my 6 hour drive home. More fun to come.