Serendipity (or more accurately – the faith therein) is a significant part of my photographic repertoire. It’s a simple, elegant and useful tool, and a guidepost along the lines of Yogi Berra’s adage about baseball, ” 90% of this game is half mental..” My longer trips into the North Country, for instance, generally begin with only the vaguest of destinations in mind, and the wandering that follows, the heart and soul of the trip, will rely on circumstance and luck for image making. Call it the Yogi Berra/William Least Heat Moon school of photography.
There are places that call me back, though, like this vista. As on my first visit, however, the light and the time of day were not the best – for color images. Rendered in black and white, though, it becomes an entirely different (and pleasing) story. Two years later this same scene popped up in VT Life magazine as a color photograph, a truly spectacular shot. And that’s how it sometimes goes with photography.