During my first trek I headed out to my starting point, Pleasant Valley Park. This park stretches a couple of miles across peaceful wildlife, with a couple of campgrounds and endless grassy fields. I had thought it would be a great place to pick out a wide variety of sounds from the rural life in my surroundings. As I started to walk and pause when inspired by sound, but soon began to realize many of the recordings were starting to sound much a like. The noise around me was made up of mostly insects chirping and an occasional twitter of a bird. I found I had to search very hard for the sounds I wanted to find.
Another time on my first trek while in town to record the contrasting noise of the rural and urban environments I came across a familiar bridge and a waterfall that ran into it. I stopped to record the water rushing down the eroded ledge, but found the sounds mashed together too much and didn’t seem to sound like a waterfall at all. Something that when listen to and view in person, like this waterfall I was in front of, can seem to be peaceful and surreal, was made to sound angry and uncomfortable to listen to. This upset me some, because I wanted to be able to bring this special sound home with me the way I experienced it there.
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