To those special few who followed me from my last blog this post will be no surprise. If you are new and have looked at some of the photo’s I have here you will notice quite a few taken through the windshield of a truck. Driving has been how I make a living for the past 12 years or so and it has afforded me the opportunity to see much of this country, albeit from the perspective of 70 mph. Even so I have a large photo album in my mind of all the incredible vista’s that this land has to offer.
The freedom of the open road lends itself to deep thought and reflection, long hours of pondering ones future and past, hopes and dreams. Many a day I made plans for a better future while capturing memories of places I had seen, moments I never wanted to forget. A photograph is a window into the hopes and dreams of the photographer, the essence of what stirs their soul. What stirs me is the boundless beauty of nature.
One could spend a lifetime capturing images like this and never lose that special feeling everytime you view it. Even though it’s not perfect, the wings still a little blurry, it took me 4 hours of patience to record something of this world that is so pure and innocent, astonishing and magical. Photography has become my true calling in this life, the one thing that will make me sit still and immerse myself into something that takes time and skill.
I have much to learn about camera’s and their settings, composition and exposure. I need better equipment and most of all I need the time to hone my skills. My driving career is coming to an end in the next year or so, but not before I give back to the company that has been so generous to me. On Monday I start training my first student. He will spend 6 to 8 weeks in my truck while I help him develop the needed skills to safely pilot a vehicle that weighs 80,000 lbs along the highways of this great country.
Through crazy weather, rush hour traffic and aggressive drivers we are charged with delivering the goods that support everyday life, yet many people look at us with disdain. We have the responsibility of safely navigating the roads in a vehicle that could crush a passenger car in an instant, all the while people cut us off, drive too close, wont let us in and generally give us no quarter.
And still, it sometimes hits me how this job is so important to the life of any country, vital to the well being of all. Without trucks and the modern day wranglers that drive them you would not have all that you need in such abundance readily available to you at the supermarket or the department store. Much of what sustains everyday life is at one time loaded on a truck and transported across the highways.
Over 100,000 miles without a single scratch pass under the wheels of my truck every year. I hope I can express this to my student in a way that makes him understand this is a noble job worthy of great care, a job you can be proud of. And the scenery’s not bad either!