Three quarters of the way through my weekend photography expedition, I'm pretty wiped out, but very satisfied and ready to go on indefinitely. I was with Dave and the group for three days and it had such an impact on me that as I was driving back into civilization towards my family I felt like somewhat of an outcast in urban California, as if I had been away for weeks. Then, there was a McDonalds... The radio static ceased and the news came on, and the cell phone started ringing and it all came back to me. Ah yes, I think I remember, I'm an urban yuppie with a wife, two kids, a picket fence, a giant SUV and spend my day wrestling in corporate politics. I went home, took a shower and shaved, and hopped on Dave's website to determine when my next getaway with my camera might be. But for now,back to the wrestling...