Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2006/07/26
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]A few weeks ago my father called me to say that the access road to the forrest where I spent much of my youth had been blocked off and that in a few years the road would be taken over by undergrowth and trees and the place, as we knew it, would vanish. He suggested that I come to New Jersey and we would walk the entire road one last time. I hadn't been there in twenty years, but my mind retained a map of every twist and turn in minute detail. This is the place where my father taught me to light a fire without any matches, how to make a compass with a sewing needle, how to find north in a swamp on an overcast day, how to build an emergency shelter, and, how to use a camera. We saw mink, snakes, amphibians, a pair of deer, and maybe a little bit back in time. But, if I've done this properly, you shouldn't need to know any of that to enjoy these photographs. http://www.asc.upenn.edu/usr/cassidy/pix/travel/2006/woods/index.html