I also found a ton of just everyday images from the beaches and rivers in New Jersey and New York that I had taken that same year. The above is from Little Monmouth, before the beach destruction. Casting off the rocks when the water is big reminds me of below the lighthouse in Montauk and in Front of Convention Hall in Asbury.
And then theres' a picture of me and my original fishing buddy Tom. We met in 1991 soon after I purchased my first home in Verona. He was my mail man. One day my waders were out to dry. Enough said the rest is history. Below we are on the banks of the Big Flatbrook in 2011.
|Just as I found her, Saranac Lake 2010|
|Coming to new home in New Jersey, 2011|
|After some love|