jbrechlin

<p>Most of my sourness re: photographic travel adventure is based on the sad fact that I spent 10 years with a backpack vagabonding around the world, living and working in amazing places, with either no camera, or an over-the-counter semi-disposable camera (this before the Digital Dawn, @1980-1990). While I can replay many of these images in my head, I can't share them. These days, as I wander around suburban Minnesota with a Canon 40D looking for photo ops, I lament the opportunities lost: a hurricane in a sailboat, sleeping atop Olympus, months in Amazonas, hitch-hiking across the US and across South America, sailing across various oceans, Burma, India, Japan, China, southeast Asia, Australia, the Maldives, Africa, a year in Spain, the USSR, all the incredible people and places and adventures of youth (for these were my single, thin, fearless years!).<br>

Sigh.<br>

And yet, I have taken hundreds of thousands of photos of my kids, and happy I am that I have been able to document these adventures. And when they go off to have their own adventures, I'll make sure that they carry great cameras (so that I can live vicariously through their images).</p>