Under most circumstances, I’d feel a bit odd asking my travel partner to back up a kilometer down a single lane dirt road so I could take photos of some crazy looking mushrooms.
But the great part about traveling with a photographer is that he notices everything, and he gets it, so the conversation goes something like this…
“Did you see those mushrooms?”
“No, what mushrooms?”
“There was a red one with white spots.”
“Seriously? Was it cool? Like, Alice in Wonderland cool?”
“Should we go back?”
“Nah, there will be more… won’t there?”