Day 1:
Jeremiah and I set off, making our way SE to Tulsa to view a favorite photographer’s opening day exhibit. We arrive in town just in time to see the exhibit before the museum closes, with just 30 minutes to spare. Solid. Except we aren’t at the right museum location. There’s another one downtown. 10 minutes if you hurry. 15 minutes later, after some missed turns and finding parking, we’re there. Time for a light jog through the exhibit. Get a move on. We make our way through, taking in the pieces. The work as a whole is great, but individually, leaves me wanting more. But that’s the point of art and an outside, objective point of view. No use in liking something just for the sake of liking it.
We leave the museum as it closes, making our way to check out our campsite. We find a suitable place for the night. The mosquitos aren’t that bad; it’ll do.
Shot from O’Keene, OK.
Day 2:
The next morning we leave out, with an intent on making it to somewhere in the middle of north Texas. Shouldn’t be an issue, we’re only looking at 5 hours worth of travel time. It’s a sunny day out, and the landscape is aplenty with photographic subject matter.
We push our way through Oklahoma, taking our time and pictures along the way. We get to outside Amarillo, and explore the Lake Meredith region for a place to stay for the night. Not long into our exploration around the lake do we drive up on its residents. Rattlesnakes. Even an albino one. Beautiful pale yellow that didn’t make the warm road his home for long. Smart.
We finally find a spot to camp for the night, and soon find out that these mosquitoes will make up for the lack in the previous night’s assault.
We. Get. Massacred.