Often the journey is as photographically rewarding as the destination. On an extremely long ride from Denver to Steamboat Springs, Colorado in late Autumn, the road seemed endless and relatively uneventful. On those occasions that a potential image presented itself, I could literally stop the car in the middle of the road and shoot for lack of any traffic for miles, (although I wouldn’t recommend it).
Then, somewhere en route to the final destination, a snow-covered mountain appeared behind some foothills covered with golden Aspens. This type of scene definitely warrants a detour. As I often do, I traveled toward the location, navigating side roads to find the best vantage point to create an image. After setting up and capturing the shot, I try to find my way back to the main road, since I am not usually paying attention to the route taken to get there in the first place. Thank goodness for my new, favorite letters…GPS.