What a strange vintage we are. Constantly needing to photograph each thing, each moment. What other species demands to self archive everything? The same information, experiences, places visually captured over and over again. What do we expect to learn from it; from taking a picture of it all? No Coining - All Rights Reserved

Mar 10, 2008

Visiting Hours

Having ridden my motorcycle through a rice field, a vegetable garden, and then a steep poorly maintained single lane "road" I finally arrived at the mountains peak. There to my surprise, I found a fortress. Its gate was shut, but with no other vehicles around, I assumed it was unoccupied.


After climbing out on a ledge and scaling a short wall, I breached the fortress. Once inside I noticed smoke rising from other side of the court yard and decided to investigate. Rounding a corner I noticed two security guards about the same time that they noticed me.


As usual there was yelling, me running, and for the first time also a dog chasing after me. Luckily I made it back over the wall and off of the ledge before the dog ever caught up with me.
Unfortunately I still had to drive off to make a clean get away. Since my motorcycle had a dead battery, resulting from an incident earlier that morning, I had to push start the motorcycle to get it started. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Push_start)

Next time, I'll observe visiting hours.

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