How few are photos of this planet in my archives with no humans, pets, roads, houses and other human influences! Must be because I am one myself. Croatia and Slovenia, no matter how tiny, provide some wilderness though.
“I don’t want to see groomed gardens or animals in the zoo. No people or signs of people.” Thus writes former ranger Dianne, the guest host of Lens-Artists photo challenge this week. Her blog might be called Rambling Ranger but she is nothing but. Everything is to the point. Her love of wilderness is palpable and no wonder she called Let’s get wild! for this week’s Lens-Artists theme.
And yet, as I read the above instruction, my rebel yell was felt building as it tends to when facing the absolute. No people? How can there be no people if “there are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer,” Ansel Adams said. And he must have been a mighty smart guy, seeing that he managed to make black and white photos interesting.
So I will keep combining humanity and nature because it’s our only hope. I used to think that we needed to worry about wilderness but no. Without us, wilderness will be alright. We have to worry about ourselves.
Still, today’s photos are of places where it was the wildest I’ve been with the digital camera (certain wild things came before that).
Mind you, I’m from one of the smallest countries in Europe. I got wobbly legs when I saw the Pacific for the first time. And it was in Santa Monica. I wouldn’t know wilderness if it smacked me on the head.
In fact, when I played an online game and a place called Wilderness was where you went to fight other players and it was the only place where you could die? I never went in there. Nah-aa. I didn’t want that, fight nor die.
And when a Slovenian woman I know almost drowned on a beach in Mexico, the first thing the life guard said to her when she came to was: “Adriatic sea?” That’s us. We have no idea.
So my wilderness images are rather tame but still quite impressive, I like to think. There may be a town, a road or a path in the distance but I had to get there somehow.
First comes my tiny Slovenia in this order: the mountain called “Chair” (Stol, 2,236 m) that I climbed in 2009, the Soča river, the Boka waterfall, the Zelenci nature reserve (Does that count? Too close to a zoo? Does water know it’s held captive?), and some more glimpses from the Julian Alps.
The neighbouring Croatia follows. We used to spend our summers in Duba on Pelješac peninsula, and in 2009 (a good climbing year and the last too) I even climbed Mt. Ilija, towering above the sea, from the pathless, wild side. The last photo is of the waterfalls on the Krka river near Šibenik.
I love all these memories. Welcome!
For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, guest-hosted by Dianne at Rambling Ranger: Let’s Get Wild!
One more thing: the first item in my today’s blogging history is a bit special. The link under the song leads to the post in which my 230 favourite songs of all times are listed.
They made up the soundtrack of my first visit to amore, Rome and Tuscany back in 2012. He bought the MP3 player, double headphones and little speakers, and we had our (rather eclectic) soundtrack whenever we wished. So cinematic.
I’ve just gone through all the links to replace those that stopped working and only now realised that I could create a YouTube playlist with all the songs (minus one. Michelle Shocked doesn’t cooperate and there is no video for her Anchorage).
The song below is the first one on the list. The playlist is called Soundtrack 2012. First come the Slovenians, then other brothers from ex-Yugoslavia, then the Italians, and finally assorted worldwide tunes. I recommend random mode. Happy listening.
This day in my blogging history