So this is kindof out of order but I went up to Tomé Hill on Good Friday this year. I wasn't going to go but my friend Richard Joyner wanted to go and so I took him. We got their at 5:30 AM. It was still dark and we couldn't find the path up the hill but roughed it in some rough terrain. We got to the top and as usual there were a few pilgrims just reflecting on the day. But this year the sunrise was a painting made from God.
I tell people if they want to expierence photojournalism take time to go up on Good Friday to this hill. People are so friendly. Its like when you go camping and everyone waves to each other in the woods. I met this man on the hill he has been doing the walk for 60 plus years with his family. His hat and face caught my eye. He was very nice.
After a while Richard and I decided to pack it up and go back down because the clouds were covering the great morning light and there weren't many people. There are only so many photos you can take of someone praying or holding rosary beads. Then the light broke and we went back up the hill. I am glad we went back up I got a couple more good shots before going home.