I missed my original flight. Buffalo is not Rochester, but somehow my mother and I both overlooked this fact. She bought me a new ticket, from Buffalo— I just had to stay in the Buffalo airport for another 48 hours. Fortunately, there is a human-sized couch, tucked in a corner by a pay-phone, that overlooks the runway. Almost nobody knows it is there; and, coincidentally, it is within safe walking distance to a bathroom, so that my minimal possessions never felt in danger of being abducted. Having watched every movie that I hoarded on my hard-drive, I decided to actually plan a route across the American West. On the back page of Jack Kerouac’s ‘On the Road’, my inspiration for this very trip, I scrawled the rough outline for hitchhiking from Denver to Los Angeles. As time would tell, I had no need for directions beyond Portland, Oregon…
The view from Pyramid, before the final climb to Gothics, ADK 46.
'Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.'
These next few are from in and around Ithaca NY, my backyard…
Taughannock Falls - 215’. 33’ higher than Niagara Falls, and the tallest single drop waterfalls east of the Rockies.
I felt bad about never having been to the Adirondacks, despite the fact that I’ve lived in New York for almost 25 years, so I decided to have a go at Gothics, only the 10th highest mountain in NY, but apparently one of the best hikes. It was 13 miles of straight up and down torture, with intense scrambling and border-line rock climbing, but the views from Pyramid and Gothics were worth it.
Camping on the border of Maryland and West Virginia
Look at the focusing and DOF on this little bastard… impressive.
Sold the S95 and picked up the Canon EOS-M with 22mm pancake. A real joy to shoot this thing, and the big sensor produces pretty awesome images. A couple snaps here; I can’t wait to get out of Baltimore and use it for real.