Standing at the car, packing my Camelbak with a storm looming, I debated leaving the camera behind. How many times had I schlepped the weight, only to never shoot a frame? Finally, with the wind gusting, I shoved it into the pack. Sure glad I did.
Poison Spider Mesa, Moab, 1993. Rider: Perkins Miller
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