It seems as though I spent the entire month of August on the road. Visits to family in New Jersey, Indiana, Illinois and a fair amount of traipsing about the Southeast piled the miles up on the Ridgeline – and on me.
It’s appropriate, then, that this belated August Photo Bin was shot from the driver’s seat as I wandered the early morning back roads of Wisconsin, escaping to a little Driftless trout water. A few of the images may seem abstract but, in truth, they are exactly as I see things at O-dark-thirty in the morning. Just a bit on the dreamy side.
As anxious as I was to get to the stream, I was almost sad when the drive ended. Chasing Len and the rising sun through the misty hills and fog filled valleys, past shrouded grain silos and down dark, dusty country roads, stirred my soul and awakened me to a new day.
But it sure felt good to get out of that driver's seat once we arrived.
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