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Virginia

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Here are the last of the photos from Virginia. I was a bit lost with my camera at this point, though I finally figured out how to bracket for three JPG film simulations. What I didn’t know was that bracketing in this way disabled recording of RAW files, so now all the photos I took that I really like, which are being saved for another project, are sorry JPG files. I was not in the least happy about this when I discovered it. That doesn’t really change anything here, but, you know, just venting about a thing.

As usual these images are not edited. I have too much to do to bother making these extra pretty. I do edit my VSCO/Instagram images though! And often times like them much more than I do these. HA!

Anyway….

Richmond, Virginia. Reflections, and contras and things.
Richmond, Virginia. The James River, and a whole lot of coal.
Demolition Coffee interior.
Church steeple shadow.
Ignore the svelte looking guy on the left who looks pretty ridiculous. I’m only posting this because of Jonathan’s lovely smile. I don’t know why there isn’t a picture of me with Zarasun. Actually, come to think of it, they were supposed to email me pictures of the three of us. Hmm… I’ll be sending a text shortly I suppose.
Adventures. Sort of.
There is a lot of this in Virginia.

Maryland and Virginia

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Hi there. I’m currently in the Chapel Hill/Carrboro area of North Carolina stayin’ and chillin’ with a rad dude named Chad. Finally have some time to upload some early photographs, as I’m relaxing at the lovely Open Eye Café. Hopefully I can write something a bit later on and get this thing back on track, although, what that track is I haven’t an idea yet, so…

Anyway, these are some kind of okay snaps (unedited, btw). Enjoy.

P.S. At this point in the trip I hadn’t properly figured out how to bracket for multiple jpg images, so these are all black and white. Next photo update should have some color.

Those willows along the banks of the Potomac.
Camp, sans tent, since I didn’t actually pitch my tent.
Through the fog, on the opposite side of that fence lies Reagan International Airport. Bummed that I couldn’t get a shot of a plane taking off, since as I rolled up to this area, one had just before—a pretty magnificent sight—but, alas, I spent probably twenty minutes photographing around here to no avail.
This was one of the most fun trails I’ve ridden the entire trip. In Quantico Marine Corps. base, or thereabouts. Love the dirt and gravel.
The Rappahannock River, which starts somewhere in the Appalachian Mountains of western Virginia flows through Fredericksburg, all the way into the Chesapeake Bay.
Entering Fredericksburg.
Mural in Fredericksburg.
Morning. School field, bench, trees, and fog.
Not too far outside of Fredericksburg lies this old Civil War battlefield, Slaughter Pen Farm, that was once nearly sold off to be developed into something awful like a strip mall. Thankfully the Civil War Trust managed to collect enough donations to stave off development. Now it continues to be farmed for the most part. The historic buildings have been preserved. There are some plaques placed intentionally around the property filled with information regarding the battle and the work that went into saving the field from development.