It started as a trip to eastern Ohio to get some pictures of the hills. It was only supposed to be a afternoon shoot.
I drove for fourteen hours through bum-fuck nowhere, and ended up in Virginia Beach.

This is my life now.

So yeah, fueled with energy drinks, beef jerky, and absolute self-loathing, it was the big boi of road trips! I started to take the highway and decided ‘Nah that’s for losers lol’ and took backroads the whole. Way. Down. Fourteen freakin’ hours of mountains. It was amazing, breathtaking, depressing, scary, and I had an absolute blast doing it. I stopped several times to take pictures of the awe-inspiring scenery, only to discover later that the memory card had corrupted. My life is a cosmic joke, end me. So, once I’d gotten to a point where I could contact my friend that ‘hey dude lol I’m coming over’, it was time to do some shooting in Virginia. What a weird state it was. I thought Ohio drivers were bad, but Virginians put the kibosh to that myth. Saw one guy use a turn signal the entire week I was down there.
So what’s to do during a pandemic, while practicing social distancing? Take some pictures of historical stuff, duh. Planes, Ships, monuments, they got it all! And I tried to soak up everything that I could, starting with the USS Wisconsin, and ending with the amazing Military Aviation Museum where they still fly those relics. Awesome time, and with this trip finished I’m back in the creative mindset. That and I just really missed Skyline and good beer. How do people live like that?

So with my adventure over, I’m back home and getting ready to edit this surviving card. My idea is to start recording the drives and editing, lord knows I need to learn how to do it anyways. Anything to fill the time while I wait for the world to go back to normal. I miss the gym, and my waist line misses it even more.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk.

KM