Yesterday (Sunday) I drove Brooke to the airport as she was headed to Chicago for some voice-over work. I grabbed my camera and figured I’d take a day to unwind after a long Saturday/week/month/year (shout out to my in-laws who took care of Kaney for the day!). I looked at the map before we left and figured south was about the only direction I hadn’t gone since moving to Orlando. So, south it was.
There are no main highways that go straight south. They either head for Miami or Ft. Myers, so it was two lane roads for me all day…which I love. I stopped and got the requisite XL decaf with two creams from DD and headed off.
I got as far as Lake Okeechobee…with a number of stops on the way. Side roads called my name like sirens and I obliged them, looking for everything and nothing, content to drive but hoping for opportunities…and the opportunities came. Along the course of the day I photographed flowers, lakes, sunsets, rusty rims for sale, an old Royal Enfield motorcycle, the Sebring racetrack Corvette pace car, piers, lily pads, fields, forests, horses, and trains. I drove through a torrential rainstorm, may or may not have tested my car’s upper limit, and saw the two overtime periods and penalty kicks as Costa Rica bested Greece, while down a man for nearly 60 minutes.
It was the kind of day I love. Nowhere to go. Nowhere to be. Nothing not worth photographing. Side roads. Little traffic, if any. Small towns. And three of those XL decafs. Road trippin’ at its best.