It was October 2009. Jackman, Maine, way up in the mountains — just a few miles from the Canadian border. There are not my best pictures in any technical sense. Since then I’ve learned a lot. I have better equipment, better lenses, better processing. But it was a time and place so extraordinary, it lives on in my heart. It was mid-October.
Attean Way was a view on the road into Jackman. It was October and the woods was glowing with colors that one rarely sees, even in Autumn. I reran these because I have better filters now than I had when I took these. From the top of the hill into the sun which was disappearing behind the hill. The moose were mating, so you had to be extremely careful on the road because car and moose usually leave dead people and a dead moose. Most people try to avoid driving at night that time of year. We needed to take our pictures and get back to our cabin.
We took our pictures and drove very carefully and slowly back to our cabin. I wish I’d had the quality cameras then I have now, but we’ll never be back there again. At least we have the photographs.