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My freshman year of college some friends and I drove to Colorado for spring break. The trip had only a very basic agenda: Have the best time possible for the least amount of money. This resulted in cramming 5 dudes and all belongings into a 1990′s Honda Civic, eating in diners, spending nearly all of our time hiking, and never paying for accomodation, even if it meant sleeping outside in a cheap tent when it was freezing. We didn’t have mummy bags or therm-a-rests. We just froze. But we made it work, and even though no one really slept well, or was ever comfortable, we had a great time.

Right before the trip I dropped most of my money on a Canon 24-70 L lens, after excessively researching lenses and then deciding I wanted the nicest one I could afford. I slapped it on my Rebel, and rocked it for the entire trip. I was just in awe of the bling factor of an L series lens, and how beautiful everything looked through it. At the time I really knew nothing about photography, so the fact that I was using it on a crop body wasn’t even on the radar, and thus didn’t bother me.