Every now and again, when my trapezoids feel like they’re attached to my earlobes, I get this hankering to sprout wings and fly off somewhere. Last week was definitely one of those times and I was generously reminded that serendipity can be an awesome tour guide.
Chasing a lead from a fellow-photog, I kicked things off in Victoria, BC with a gorgeous plate of greens and a particularly vague set of instructions to head counter-clockwise around Vancouver Island. Later that day, a couple of roadside hippies filled in the gaps for me, directing me to the visually surreal experience of a Rainbow Gathering, which as near as I can figure is a blissed-out pagan festival involving dreads, drums, fire and the full moon.
But, man, what a wild group of free thinkers there were there! Totally off the grid.