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<blockquote data-quote="480sparky" data-source="post: 457987" data-attributes="member: 15805">That was a curse in my younger days.&nbsp; Dad had a strict regime for travel.&nbsp; Every mile, every pit stop, every destination was meticulously and carefully planned, plotted and calculated.&nbsp; There was no room for errors nor any expectation of delays.&nbsp; If he said, &quot;We'll be there at 4:00&quot; and we arrived at 4:02, something was amiss.It drove me bonkers.&nbsp; I thoroughly enjoyed the traveling, but absolutely abhorred trying to find the time to get out a camera and click a shutter a few times.&nbsp; It was a rare opportunity to be afforded such a luxury as 'just going out to shoot something'.700 or 800 miles a day was typical for our travels in those days.&nbsp; So when I travel myself today, I'm really pushing myself to make 250 miles by sundown.&nbsp; If I see something interesting, goddamit: I pull over and take my time.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="480sparky, post: 457987, member: 15805"] That was a curse in my younger days. Dad had a strict regime for travel. Every mile, every pit stop, every destination was meticulously and carefully planned, plotted and calculated. There was no room for errors nor any expectation of delays. If he said, "We'll be there at 4:00" and we arrived at 4:02, something was amiss. It drove me bonkers. I thoroughly enjoyed the traveling, but absolutely abhorred trying to find the time to get out a camera and click a shutter a few times. It was a rare opportunity to be afforded such a luxury as 'just going out to shoot something'. 700 or 800 miles a day was typical for our travels in those days. So when I travel myself today, I'm really pushing myself to make 250 miles by sundown. If I see something interesting, [U]goddamit: I pull over and take my time[/U]. [/QUOTE]

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