I feel the need to establish something...I am not a landscape photographer.  I have a small amount of guilt that I love all the possibilities that nature has to offer but I have no way of communicating it with my lens.  I lack the eye it takes to compose a beautiful landscape into an amazing photo I can be proud of.  I can appreciate a sunset over the harbor.  I love a crisp day in the fall with all the multi-colored leaves.  I can't seem to translate my feelings I have for these great scenic views into a photo.  I have given up on trying to make my artistic style fit into the typical varieties of landscape photos.  

On my last trip to Yosemite I took some photos of what my version of landscape photography has developed into.  I have decided not to fight my own way of seeing things but embrace it.  I am not unhappy with what I ended up with but I still felt a bit cheated when I got home and didn't have any amazing photos that communicate the magnitude of what Yosemite is all about.

So a friend of mine and I got this idea to see what kind of cool pictures we could take at a junk yard...if any.  Not having a clue as to where to go or even what kind of "junk" we were looking for, we set off in the car without direction.  After driving around for about an hour without finding much of anything we started to get discouraged.  I mean how hard could it be to find a junk yard and take pictures.  Turned out to be harder than we thought.  We made one wrong turn after another but finally, we drove by what seemed to be an auto repair shop/auto graveyard. We couldn't see too much from the street so I decided we needed to stretch our legs anyways, so we hopped out to investigate.  We tracked down the owner to get permission to photograph on his property.  He wasn't so sure why we wanted to photograph his "junk" or  what our intentions were but with much hesitation he let us have free range.