"The Dogs Of Interstate 5"
Heading down to Las Vegas, Nevada from San Francisco, California on Interstate 5 can be rather boring. It's long, straight and empty. It gives a photographer a chance to test out his skills on something OTHER than landscapes (even though I got a couple good ones, somehow, to be posted later). So pulling over at a truck stop and being greeted by the resident twin dogs, is a very exciting moment on a very boring, desolate highway.
Heading down to Las Vegas, Nevada from San Francisco, California on Interstate 5 can be rather boring. It's long, straight and empty. It gives a photographer a chance to test out his skills on something OTHER than landscapes (even though I got a couple good ones, somehow, to be posted later). So pulling over at a truck stop and being greeted by the resident twin dogs, is a very exciting moment on a very boring, desolate highway.
"The Dogs Of Interstate 5"
Heading down to Las Vegas, Nevada from San Francisco, California on Interstate 5 can be rather boring. It's long, straight and empty. It gives a photographer a chance to test out his skills on something OTHER than landscapes (even though I got a couple good ones, somehow, to be posted later). So pulling over at a truck stop and being greeted by the resident twin dogs, is a very exciting moment on a very boring, desolate highway.
Heading down to Las Vegas, Nevada from San Francisco, California on Interstate 5 can be rather boring. It's long, straight and empty. It gives a photographer a chance to test out his skills on something OTHER than landscapes (even though I got a couple good ones, somehow, to be posted later). So pulling over at a truck stop and being greeted by the resident twin dogs, is a very exciting moment on a very boring, desolate highway.