You certainly do get around despite your bursitis. Perhaps you shouldn't ride your bike such long distances. I really do think we photographers should have our own malady, such as telephoto bursitis. Then again, I'm not a heavy-hitter in the monster equipment department, nor even on par with actual nature photographers on any metric, so dys-ease and abuse is not an affliction I would suffer from.
I have not been way up north, and by that I mean Ontario north, in many decades. I think the last time I managed to get even slightly north for mineral prospecting would be about 30 years ago. Gasoline was a lot cheaper then and I personally never considered issues like whether I'm leaving an unacceptable carbon footprint just to do whatever it was that I was doing. It makes me think that some of my fishing trips in the 1970's and early 80's was down-right irresponsible. Loading up a cube van with gear and then transporting a three-ton vehicle for a thousand kilometers just for pleasure makes me squirm in my chair when viewed from today's perspective. I guess that I will have to settle for autumnal splendour as I have posted it, GTA parks colour. Most of my shots were just in and around the Rouge. Just once though, I would like to go out and hear absolute silence, .... no cars, no trucks, no lawn mowers, no leaf blowers, no construction noise, no train, no distant highway, no planes ... nothing. Just like it was after slamming the truck door upon arrival at Lake St. Peter in early spring. There was no wind and therefore I could hear the blood rushing through my ears. It was like stepping into an anechoic chamber.
