Hello from 32,000 feet. Leg one of my 100+ day journey is complete via a 12-hour road trip with multiple stops along the way. My route took me from the frozen streets of Toronto to the chilling majesty of the “Ice Falls” at Niagara where the conditions aligned for some fantastic photo opportunities. It seems to me like a good opportunity to discuss the merits of road trip photography as we go.
“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Perhaps one of the most overused lines ever, but so it begins. Over the course of the next few months, I will be traveling from Toronto to New York to ??? back to New York to New Mexico to Utah to California to Japan to Hong Kong. Everything is ahead of me and nothing is behind me. It’s the most exciting time and also the most intimidating. Once you can overcome inertia, you can come to terms with the job or family or whatever ties that bind us, and face the tarmac in front of you with courage. In my case, as always, there are those who question my sanity. I’ve questioned it myself. But we have but this one life to live. I don’t want to die having not taken some risks, having not felt the freedom of traveling. And so it begins.
I came to Toronto at the start of November as I mentioned in my last post and time flies. I’m ten days away from my next chapter. On Sunday, amid temperatures that plunged below -40 with windchill (F or C, take your pick, we dropped to the crossover point), I headed out to brave the cold at the famous Polson Pier for the quintessential Toronto skyline view.