During my bike ride today, while the snow was falling, I decided to leave the beaten path for a photo op. When I see something I want to photograph, I now force myself to get off the bike and take the picture. I used to be more concerned with stupid stuff like split-times. Did I think I was training for the Olympics?
But back to my story. I stopped and rolled down to a remote part of the beach because I wanted to take a shot like this:
But I found this, and it will forever haunt my dreams.