PHOTOGRAPHER'S JOURNAL: We followed a long dirt path beyond the point where it could be called, "road," but it constantly promised to bring us to the bay's edge. Eventually, we came upon what looked to be a house under construction and still no bay. We thought this would be another path with no payoff. In fact, the two workmen we met, worked on an oyster farm. The building under construction was for the farm. When we asked if there was anything worth photographing, they encouraged us to continue. The path went beyond where the car would go, but we followed it a short distance and saw the bay.
