Packing my gear, getting ready for an overnight trip to a location I’ve been wanting to visit for nearly a year now. Neither words nor photographs can capture the feeling of anxiety, fear, and excitement when preparing for a major trip like this. Tabula Rasa has much more eloquently expressed this in his introduction to Buenos Aries but the point is valid for both of us.
While we may only be crossing city, county or state lines on our trips the fact is that we’re going to a place that is generally off the map, at least to most people who respect “No trespassing” signs or have a healthy fear of the heavy metals, chemicals, dry rot, and fungus. So many things could possibly go wrong, including getting caught which is probably the least of our concerns given that hantavirus will probably just kill you outright and asbestosis will kill you painfully slowly. But there we are, snooping around the ruins of civilization with our cameras in hand observing the decay of humanity’s handiwork.
Tomorrow morning I drop my dog off with Tabula Rasa’s wife and leave a pound of cat food out for the felines which they will probably eat in about 10 minutes and then wonder why I don’t show that evening to refill the bowl. We’ll be back Monday evening, hopefully. Enjoy your weekend everyone, I know I’ll be having some sort of anxiety inducing fun.