Reflections of an Artist: Fine Art Photography with a Splash of Prose (7) – Dead Tree. Tranquilly, Lake Atitlan

Dead Tree. Tranquilly, Lake AtitlanBits of rock and grit were digging into my cheek as I pressed my face into the ground and peered through my camera. It was an inch off the ground, propped up on twigs and stones, and wobbly as a drunk mother.

As I laid across the narrow step my shirt had ridden up a bit, and I didn’t feel a thing as the tiny carnivores jumped on for an all you can eat buffet.

“What happened to your back?!” My boyfriend yelled later on. After examining a mirror, I muttered something like: at least it’s not itching, but I totally forgot to knock on wood… 12 hours later the bites swelled up and I figured only a sandblaster could get rid of the itch.

The moral? Bring your tripod next time stupid.

 

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Reflections of an Artist: Fine Art Photography with a Splash of Prose (6) – Volcán San Pedro: Hike Long and Prosper

A Volcano View

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“196…” I staggered, “197…” I dragged my rubbery leg up one more step, “198…” This ‘million dollar view’ better pay out a million too, I thought. “199…” One more step ’til the next rest stop… “200,” I sighed.

The path weaved back and forth and always upwards; following it revealed tiny cottages built into the mountain, and lookout points from dozens of perspectives. We were nearly at the top.

I huffed, I puffed, and I plopped my ass down. The seat was built into the wall and the cool stone felt refreshing as I pushed my back against it.

So worth it, I thought as I looked out across Lake Atitlan at the stunning Volcán San Pedro.

 

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