In To The Grinder
A typical Thursday evening on I-210 in southern California, something that many of us have had to face for decades on end. I am happy to say that I made it through the grinder for about 40 years and now do not have to submit to it, unless I choose. I was in the power chair in the van, positioned just behind the front seats, happily snapping away, while Judy was at the wheel, toughing it out for the trip home.
It was the first time I used my new AF-S Nikkor 28-300mm f/3.5-5.6 G ED-VR since I had acquired it. As we were rolling through stop-and-go traffic on the freeway I realized that we were missing the Golden Hour lights and shadows expressed across the San Gabriel Mountain Range which parallels I-210. I pulled the camera out of the bag and mounted the big lens and began snapping away, at the distant mountains, and at the cars on the freeway. The light was fading fast, and the jerky traffic movements were not helping me get my shots, this was the best of the lot.
I have a feeling I am going to enjoy using this lens more.