In a way, this image is a ghost still lingering from a distant trip to the Adirondacks 2 years ago. Like a lost loved one, it will always remain with me. This was a journey of hardship and growth. Just outside Saratoga Springs at highway speed, my vehicle was struck by a tractor trailer. As I veered off the road, time stood still. I watched every bit of glass break around me like an oddly peaceful silent movie. My car rolled twice and finally came to rest. Gathering my senses, I crawled out and realized that my body was still in tact. I guess you could say that I was lucky. Determined to continue, I asked the police officer to drop me off at the local Enterprise to rent a vehicle and continue my trip. It would have been easy to go home. Hell, it would have made sense to go home. Sense, however, was the last thing I had or desired after surviving that ordeal. I wanted to live life to my fullest possibility. I wanted to connect to nature in my raw emotional state. I took nothing for granted. I grew as a photographer, and became a more patient and grateful human. In the end, I am happy that I was able to live through such an experience. It truly changed my perspective.
Techs: Canon 50D, 70-200 f/4 @ 70mm. 1.3 seconds, f/16, ISO 200. Polarizer. Tripod.