It’s 5:00AM and my obnoxious alarm shatters the silence, bringing an abrupt end to my slumber and jarring me out of bed. As my synapses reluctantly begin to fire, I notice the pitter-patter of raindrops as they dance upon the top of my camper.
A grin starts to draw across my …
(Published Summer 2011 Edition Nature Photographer Magazine)
“What? That was taken in Ohio?!? You’ve got to be kidding!”
Brace yourself. The response above is typical the first time someone spots an image captured from Hocking Hills State Park in southern Ohio. After all, when most people think of the Buckeye …
