Urban hiking is nothing more than walking—flat roads in a city, with little to no incline. It is my preferred form of enjoying the outdoors with just one caveat—that I have my film camera in tow. To me, photography, as is any art, is a discipline that needs to be cultivated and practiced. And while obtaining a theoretical knowledgeable is helpful, nothing can help one understand photography more than the act of doing it.
I see the streets as my practice field—a place where I cut my teeth towards my ten thousand hours. A place where a decision must be made about capturing light, motion, and composition in a decisive manner. And if done properly, producing a moment that is art.
But it is challenging. Delayed gratification, found in film photography, often reveals short comings and error in one's judgment, leaving a few salvageable frames. It’s those few frames though that keeps one coming back. It gives one motivation to refine their craft with confidence that next time they will get the shot.
To me, that’s where the fun lies—in the process of chasing an elusive moment like the masters of yesteryear.