Humans in Environment - Ava Meadows

 





This is a shoot in honor of the time spent with those I love in places I love. It's also in homage to taking a hard fall. The third photo shows my roommate gearing up to scale what looks to be an unscalable, sandstone boulder. This photo was captured seconds before Cole lunged upwards, in an attempt to grab the top of the boulder. This was very much outside of his physical capability, so he fell, and he fell real hard. The guy legitimately landed in split form. It was hysterically impressive. We were on the eastern side of Clark's Point, and without any general consensus, the three of us began sprinting across the tracks through the tunnel. On the other end, Cole had to rinse his paws off from the earlier-mentioned fall. I can't really describe this collection of photos other than it feels like it has this strong sense of play. I might be biased because I was there, and we were in fact playing. But, there's something so valuable about breathing in the fresh air, running around, chasing your friends, pretending like you're ten and not twenty.

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