Looking south on I-91, just north of Downtown Hartford, CT. Even at 11 pm, there is still plenty of traffic coming to and from the city. This is part of my daily commute, into the city, then out again to my home, in the country. 🙂
So yesterday’s post wasn’t a work of art, that’s for sure. What you saw was my reward for 4hr, 8min of grueling Tough Mudder! It was probably the most awesome thing I’ve ever done, and a TON of fun! I am defiantly going to do it again next year!! When I posted that photo, I was at some small pizza joint with my team, reliving the glory of the day and refueling our bodies for the drive home. If you are interested in a physical challenge, I HIGHLY recommend you go to www.toughmudder.com and finding the nearest event, signing up, and training for it!
On my way home from spending the day with my teammates at a post TM hang out, I noticed all the other people headed home after their weekend’s actives. I got me thinking, I wonder what they all did this weekend? Did they have to work? Did they get to spend it with friends/family? Was it a terrible weekend? We all probably had different weekends, but we all had one thing in common: we were all going home. Home to rest, relax, prepare for the up-coming work-week.
55 mm, 13 sec, f/20, ISO 100 (Going Home)
55 mm, 13 sec, f/20, ISO 100 (Tail Lights)
55 mm, 13 sec, f/20, ISO 100 (Coming Home)
Long day today, but on my way home I passed under one of the highways and thought the pattern of the support pillars as I drove under the underpass. So I turned around, set up the tripod up to the white line, and tried a couple shots. I thought that in black and white the pattern would stand out since there wasn’t really any color (esp. at dusk). It also seems to reflect the deserted, dark feel it has as I drove through it.
This afternoon was a rainy afternoon here in CT. And as such, everyone on the freeway decided that they couldn’t drive more than 35 mph. So I decided If I was going to crawl along at a snail’s pace, I would detour and parallel the highway on city streets. My thought was that I probably won’t lose any more time, plus I’ll get to see an area of town I normally don’t get to see. And maybe I would see something worth shooting.
But alas, the surface streets were crawling, too. It took over 30 min to less than a mile. As I’m sitting at a light I’ve watched turn green many time, I let my mind drift from my predicament and my focus locked onto the red dots in the rain drops on my wind shield. And since my camera was near by, I grabbed it and was able to improve my mood a bit 🙂
But as I continued to crawl, all I saw was red. Not anger (ok, maybe a little), but the sea of red tail lights stretched out in front of me like a slow-moving ribbon.