Lake Ontario in the rain.  2011.

We went for a walk with my good friend Nick and his dog. It was after a freezing rain, or rather, during a freezing rain. We picked our way tenderly in our ill-suited and sodden sneakers. Truly a bunch of Torontonians caught out in the elements.

Two hours in and my toes were frozen, my camera soaked and my shoulders hurting from once again lugging around my dead weight tripod for no apparent purpose. I began to dread the return trek as it had taken us hours to get halfway to the beach and night was quickly approaching.

And then I let go. I started to smile and to lose myself in the moments that presented. The shot above being one such little foray off the trail.

In the end we made the beach as the sun set in the distance and Nick phoned his wife to pick us up. It was a truly wonderful and amazing journey (even for a bunch of ill-prepared city folk.)