Back in the day, I never wanted to drop off my film at the local drug store for processing. Not an option. You see, I was really uptight about anyone seeing my negatives. As if... Unfortunately, quality control was a bit shaky on my side. Super thin negatives. Bromide drag (e.g., those wonderful streaks in the sky).
Alas, the record of my personal history marred by technical... Hmm, maybe these flaws make sense as part of the record after all.
Anyway, what I do remember about my solo trip to Organ Pipe is trying to sleep in my car during a serious electrical storm. I 'insulated' myself completely in my sleeping bag in the hope I wouldn't be electrocuted. It really was a memorable journey.
Tasting notes: Canon AE-1, Tri-X, Rodinal+Sulfite.
