Memory fails me; it does not seem like it has been that long. But, if my photo history is an accurate representation, I have not been to Campbell’s Covered Bridge since 2017. That was the year I found out I had an aggressive form of prostate cancer, which led to many anxious days and weeks, and eventually to an operation to remove my prostate. The recovery time extended considerably because of a couple of incisions that did not heal properly. For a long time after that I just was not in the mood for hiking and photography. In 2018 and 2019 I went from around 100 hiking trips per year to about ½ dozen per year. And then along came the Covid-19 scare.
The parks shut down. I stayed home.
Read MoreOn this day in 2016 I posted my first post to Gab.
How and why did that happen?
Read MoreParked in dappled morning sunlight, with Table Rock Mountain in the background, this is my 2000 Toyota Solara, bought brand-new 20 years ago in Charlotte, NC, but has spent almost all those years in SC. Since day one, I’ve always parked this car with the intent of avoiding dings on the doors, seeking out the end of parking aisles and going as close to the curb as possible, to give other cars plenty of room.
20 years, no door dings.
Read MoreThis story has been bouncing around in my brain since September. I’ve written briefly about the subject before, but I felt that it deserved an article of its own. At least two reasons contributed to my procrastination: I didn’t really want it to be true, and I really did want you, as you read this, to understand what it means to me.
Read MoreI almost did not go. It is a long drive that I cannot make very often. This area was still many days from peak fall colors. The weather forecast was for clear skies, exactly what you do not want as a landscape photographer.
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