Provo, Utah recap
Who would have guessed that a placed called Taqueria Tormenta is in downtown Provo? Provo may be the heart of Utah County, but like all of Utah, and the west, the old myths don’t really match up to what’s out on the street. Tacos, apparently, although we didn’t have time for snacks. Center Street has the three scourges of the impoverished: pawn shops, bars, and payday loan storefronts. And a guitar maker, antique stores, and lots of restaurants, including an Indian place that looked pretty interesting.
Lots of new people on the Utah Photowalk team showed up, and they seemed to be having a fine time. We maxed out at about 15, uploads to the Flickr pool are just now arriving. I was amazed to log in and see that we now number 26. Our attendees were good sports about posing in front of a Highway 89 sign just to humor me.
I especially enjoyed meeting James from Texas with the donkey skull on the grill of his jeep. Imagine you are new to Utah, and you emerge from some commercial establishment in Provo to find a half dozen people surrrounding your car, with tripods, wireless flashes and making a ton of noise. He was a good sport, told us the name of the donkey, which I forgot, and that it had been pastured with horses as a sacrifice for cougar attacks. Donkeys are cheaper, and apparently slower, at least in Amarillo. No way, if I had a donkey, would it be permitted to become cougar bait. But I still found James charming, even so.
Lots of kids this time, which was fun, and they were willing subjects, which was convenient. Next time, I’m bringing the walkie-talkies so we can do more with our collective mound of Pocket Wizards and flashes. If we spend 10 minutes thinking creatively about costuming, we can have a ton of fun with the flashes, some volunteers, and the lights on Temple Square. That will be in December, on a date to be determined after we sort out the permissions required. Look for announcements here and on our Flickr group. AT
