Today I arrived in Maine. Within an hour of being here I sent the boss from my restaurant an e-mail of resignation.
Liberated, I headed out on a bike ride to see some Fall leaves and pretty coves. On my journey I saw this kid, Robert, throwing rocks at a buoy. I decided to join the fun, but I also kept my helmet on because throwing rocks can be dangerous.
Robert and I each hit the buoy (which was a good 25 feet away) once out of hundreds of throws. It was more rewarding than I could have ever imagined.
The top two photos were shot by Robert's mother. The bottom photo was all me.