I started getting super psyched about hiking around Park City this summer because of the seemingly endless options and varieties of hikes – and they’re pretty much right out of the back door.

 

I’d pick a trail and head out with my phone in my pocket, cheap Columbia backpack on my back, my fave trucker hat on my head and my best pair of Goodr’s. I’d get my fitness tracker thing started and get my butt moving. There were weeks I’d binge all of my fave podcasts and weeks I’d try for the perfect playlist pairing and weeks I’d listen to nothing at all. It was the ultimate.

 

I started noticing all of these amazing things along the way- so spectacular they’d stop me in my tracks. And in the hopes of bottling up these absolutely perfect moments, where I was namely alone, on the mountain with my blood pumping and my stress melting away with each mile- I began taking pictures of stuff. Of all the stuff.  Moments, views, trees, trails- you name it. Like a madwoman whipping out my iPhone to take fifty pics of aspens with the sun behind them, or aspens with yellow leaves or whatever thing of beauty was keeping my attention- desperate to never forget a single detail in that blissful moment. Grasping to freeze time and never let these moments fade.

 

(This is a good time to tell you that #crappyiphonepicsaremyjam and that I have zero talent but all passion here!)

 

Even though these photos never quite capture the moment as perfectly as I wish- I love looking at them. I am so struck by all of the aw-inspiring moments out here, I can’t get enough.

 

All of the photos I’ll post here will be my very own #crappyiphonepicsaremjam I don’t think I could stop taking them if I tried- it’s part of my ravenous approach to soak everything out of our time out here. I want to do it all and see it all and have the photos to remember what my mind might forget in the years to come! I guess it’s the same rationale for the gazillion kid pics I have too!

 

What about you? When you look at your camera roll, is there a central theme to your photos? Kids, food, doggos? I wonder if our iPhone photos are a becoming like a modern sort of Rorschach test?