<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Badlands National Park on N. Becker Photography</title><link>https://nbeckerphotography.com/tags/badlands-national-park/</link><description>Recent content in Badlands National Park on N. Becker Photography</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en</language><copyright>© 2026 Nick Becker. All rights reserved.</copyright><lastBuildDate>Sun, 30 Jul 2023 00:00:00 -0600</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://nbeckerphotography.com/tags/badlands-national-park/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Mud And Wood: Afterward</title><link>https://nbeckerphotography.com/blog/2023/mud-and-wood-afterward/</link><pubDate>Sun, 30 Jul 2023 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://nbeckerphotography.com/blog/2023/mud-and-wood-afterward/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I credit my pinhole camera for being a creative life vest on my &lt;a href="https://nbeckerphotography.com/blog/2023/mud-and-wood/" &gt;recent trip to Badlands National Park&lt;/a&gt;. I have discussed its &lt;a href="https://nbeckerphotography.com/blog/2022/the-experience-is-everything/" &gt;role&lt;/a&gt; in my process before, but few times has it been more apparent than on this trip. My pinhole camera focuses my creative eye and kindles my curiosity. It helps me to let go of my inhibitions and nurture my creativity.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Mud And Wood</title><link>https://nbeckerphotography.com/blog/2023/mud-and-wood/</link><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2023 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://nbeckerphotography.com/blog/2023/mud-and-wood/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;In May of 2023, I had the opportunity to revisit one of my favorite places: Badlands National Park.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Unlike other recent trips, this wasn&amp;rsquo;t a family trip. Though I had originally planned on a solo adventure, my good friend (and talented &lt;a href="https://jdlrosell.com/" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer"&gt;author&lt;/a&gt;) Josiah agreed on short notice to meet me there.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Way Home, Part II</title><link>https://nbeckerphotography.com/blog/2022/the-way-home-part-ii/</link><pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2022 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate><guid>https://nbeckerphotography.com/blog/2022/the-way-home-part-ii/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: This article is a continuation of &lt;a href="https://nbeckerphotography.com/blog/2022/the-way-home-part-i/" &gt;The Way Home, Part I&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;When my now-wife and I moved away from the DC area, bound for her hometown of St. Louis, Missouri, I was filled with conflicting emotions.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>