As I headed out of town I saw a man in an older pick up truck ACCELERATE into a concrete wall. Before he did, he crossed over ALL lanes of traffic, left to right from the HOV lane to an exit ramp. I thought he may have missed his exit and made the stupid move to cross all lines to get off the interstate.
Instead, once he crossed over all lanes, he made a 90-degree angle turn to his left (and back into the traffic), gunned his car and slammed nearly head-on into the concrete wall that separates the north and south bound lanes. Because his vehicle was older, it didn't have air bags. Pieces of the truck flew across the road, and one of his hub caps nearly hit my car.
Because I was immediately behind him, I wasn't able to stop. However, I saw that others did stop, so I called 911, and was told that this was the first call about the crash.
I was so shaken by this event that I thought that I should just go back home. How can I have a decent road trip when this man's life is over? "Awful" doesn't describe it.... I did go on to Mt. Lemmon, all the while replaying the earlier scene.
Unlike me, I took very few photos today...way fewer than normal.
As I look at the images, I am crazy disappointed. I see so many mistakes. Obviously, I was terribly distracted. But that is okay. I remind myself that photography is also therapy.
Photography helps me cope.