Autumn Bridge at Chesterfield Gorge
A little corner of southwestern New Hampshire tucked away from the teeming masses. Quite literally: at precisely the same time that thousands of people were descending upon the annual pumpkin festival (and rioting!) in nearby Keene, I was hiking through the woods with my tripod, taking long exposures. I'm pretty sure that this was the sort of thing Robert Frost was talking about.
Autumn Bridge at Chesterfield Gorge
A little corner of southwestern New Hampshire tucked away from the teeming masses. Quite literally: at precisely the same time that thousands of people were descending upon the annual pumpkin festival (and rioting!) in nearby Keene, I was hiking through the woods with my tripod, taking long exposures. I'm pretty sure that this was the sort of thing Robert Frost was talking about.