100 Miles
A document of the road I've driven hundreds of times.

The distance between where I live now and where I grew up is almost exactly 100 miles. I’ve driven that stretch of road hundreds of times over the last 20 years and have mostly viewed it as an obstacle—the thing I have to deal with for two hours if I want to see my parents. It’s not a very exciting drive. There are a few very small towns, lots of trees, and that’s about it. It’s not ugly, just forgettable.

Despite this, I have of course noticed things over the years. Little areas that I think might be worth shooting, but I convince myself otherwise because the mission is to get to the destination. Sure, I’ve stopped a few times at a couple of spots, but just a few.

On Friday morning I was going to be making this trip to pick up my son, who had been visiting my parents for a few days during a break. Lying in bed, the thought dawned on me that I had some extra time and should make an attempt at slowing down a bit and stopping at some of the spots that have been nagging me for the last 20 years. I started to make a mental note, and then one on my phone, of all the spots I’d like to check out. I had a list of 25! I started to feel a bit excited. I knew I had a couple of extra hours to make stops along the way. I checked the weather—a mixed bag. I knew none of the locations would have ideal conditions on my way through, but to hell with it. I hardly ever see these spots under decent conditions, so this would be representative.

I decided to shoot it all on 120 film, Tri-X 400. It sounds cliche, but as someone who has shot primarily digital for the past 20 years, slowing down with that old camera puts a smile on my face. Not being able to know what I got is kind of nice in this context. I’ll be making the trip again at some point—I don’t need to overthink it.

Despite wanting to slow down, I ended up severely underestimating how much time I’d want to spend at each spot, and pretty soon I was rushing. I shot two rolls and ended up liking over half of what I got. I also realized how many more things there are along this route that I want to shoot, including a lot of what I captured on this trip in different conditions.

To have something sitting under your nose for so long and not connect the dots feels like a good reminder to keep your eyes peeled, stay in the moment, and take the time to give things a try. I’ve been in that zoned-out, podcast-on, thinking-about-work mode while driving so many times—it’s like you have blinders on. There’s so much out there if you look.





