After spending the night nearby Glacier National Park, Saturday morning we headed in. It’s truly a beautiful place, but with Gilli there’s restrictions. From the southern entrance, with a vehicle 21ft or over, one can only go 16 miles into the park, plus the road is very narrow and runs along a steep mountain, so pullouts are scarce, and more than half of those that seemed to have been there were under construction. Still, I drove a few miles to turn around, when I spotted a patch of dirt just wide enough to where right tires were about a centimeter over the edge of a steep river bank and my left ones were just touching the pavement. Gilli ended up leaning about 10 degreed starboard, and the first step was 4ft down from the stairs, leading directly into thicket. In that precariously perched position I proceeded to produce five 8x10s. Here’s one of the plates and the Zone VI 8x10 with Schneider Symmar 360 5.6 during exposure.
Lake Inez is just south of there - a great place to take a dip and make an 8x10.
Next day turned out to be Gilli-day again. I thought it was going to be easy to relatively easy – maybe just the light bulb or maybe a loose wire. Well, when I went to fire her up in the morning the air wouldn’t build pressure - she needs need 80psi to move and was stuck at 70. After many calls, a mechanic-looking fella was there to tinker about and succeeded in getting her to the shop on her own accord. There, another questionable character poked around to run out the clock. Conclusion was that a regulator valve on an auxiliary tank might have been jarred open a bit during the bumpy road, and, since it started working after a supposed quarter turn by the first hero of location auto care, there was nothing left to do than to believe this seemingly specious reasoning and pay up way more than I bargained for. Oh, the stop light ended up being nothing – just the bulb was out… We left Gilli running as I settled the tab and then onto the freeway we went. After pulling off at a spot where we saw hotels, I immediately recognized it as one of the placed I pulled off on the way eastward in 2013 and a pleasant flood of memories came over me. Back then I even found a nice little tintype in an antique shop across the street from where I’m typing this now. Tomorrow morning will come the test of whether or not Gilli will pump the air up to needed numbers when not observed by people dressed as professionals, but I’m hoping to upload this blog in the morning, before starting her up, so this is kind of a cliffhanger I guess…