A recent work trip drew me to Upstate New York and southeastern Canada—a place absent from my adult experiences. If I went there as a child during one of my Canadian road trips that started in Virginia, I had no memory of it. From other New Yorkers, I had heard the tales of economic depression that plaque Rust Belt cities like Syracuse. Then there’s the vast wilderness of the Thousand Islands and the Adirondack Mountains, with the little Watertown, NY nestled in between the two. Whenever someone says a place isn’t worth visiting, I’m tempted to go, barring extreme danger. I don’t take their word for it. Any place has its curiosities and charms. With a photographer’s eye, the allure is in the details.
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