Driving from NYC to the mid-west for several shoots this June, I saw a sign for a little place called, “Turtle Beach, ” near the Delaware water gap in Pennsylvania. It was a beautiful sunny morning, and I just had to stop and see this place. As I exited the highway, I had to enter a one lane road that was completely wooded on both sides. It had rained a lot the night before, so everything was extremely fresh-looking and vibrant green. The entire forest floor was covered in ferns, and a few deer came investigating down the hill as I drove by.
It was about a 20-minute drive (the speed limit was 15 MPH on this tiny road!) from the highway, and it rejuvenated me to be there, having come straight from the hustle of New York City. The “beach” overlooked a large river, which was completely surrounded in forest. I could hear nothing but the sounds of birds all around me — I was the only person at Turtle Beach at the time. I took these shots while I was stopped there, and along the road, to commemorate my little detour.
