When I got to Yosemite National Park in 1969, where I worked for two months, I was bummed out because my Brownie Instamatic was back east! Before you could say “say cheese,” however, it dawned on me that the absence of a camera only strengthens the muscles of visual memory and invites you to hone your narrative skills!
Nonetheless, you can bet your bottom dollar that the next time I’m in the vicinity of Tuolumne Meadows, or Bridalveil Falls, I’ll be packing a Canon, and ready to shoot!