We saw plenty of fauna in Norway (though certainly not as much as in Costa Rica). And while the species didn’t really surprise us, their behaviors did. We passed lounging yaks, curious goats, and baying sheep (were we in Norway or Scotland?). And I was attacked by a seagull.
Day 4 of our backpacking bear adventure was a bit damp. We woke to moisture on the tents, and we really couldn’t avoid packing up wet gear. The tides once more amazed me. While I had been brushing my teeth fairly close to camp the night before, the morning routine required a decent stroll. We were in no hurry, so we took our time eating breakfast after sleeping in; we didn’t hit the trail until almost 2pm.
Happy holidays, everyone! We’re so close to my favorite holiday of the year: Christmas. For us, it’s a time of coming together with family I only see once a year, eating far too much of my mother’s amazing cooking, boisterous laughter over drinks and games, and the excitement of seeing someone unwrap a lovingly-prepared gift. I wish you all a very happy Christmas, even if you don’t celebrate it. I hope the holidays bring much joy, fun, and relaxation 🙂
Welcome to the third month of musical photo challenges! I hope your holidays are shaping up well and you’re a little less busy than I am!
You can see last month’s submissions here. You’ll have until the end of the month to submit your responses for December’s challenge.
“Giants” by X Ambassadors
The Reason
The second night came and went in a blink of exhaustion. Crawling out of my tent, I found some of our crew were already down on the beach. They’d spotted a bear out clamming in the receding morning tide.
This was my first real opportunity for shooting the bears we had come out here to find, and I was stoked, my aching muscles quickly forgotten.
We’re all quite small in this vast world. We fill our lives up with work and projects and social lives and activities. With everything we add, we discover how much the earth has to offer, and we realize we could never experience it all, given a hundred lifetimes. The world feels bigger and bigger, with each new interest requiring thousands of hours to master, though each never reaches the state of “done.”
What drives us to be so insanely busy all the time?
