Hot Coffee and a Jeep, My Favorite Combination

This morning I set out in search of breakfast and never stopped! I drove north through Broadalbin, into Saratoga County. Following the Great Sacandaga, I found myself singing, day dreaming, squinting in the sun and watching the scenery metamorphosis from ice to water, from rocky boulders to desolated, almost desert like areas. These two pictures are the images that I stopped to photograph. The image above was constructed in my head as Natalie Merchant sang on the radio. I pictured 'isolation', yet triumph of the will. I was very pleased to find a lone man, on the ice. As far as the eye could see, he was alone, standing against the bitter cold and the whipping winds of this morning. I imagine he would want it no other way. Below, I initially drove past this scene as it was set in, through a patch of dense trees. I first was drawn to the blue water. After a short but snow-deep hike I too, like the man above, stood alone. And I too, wouldn't have wanted it any other way today.