Photo by David Bruce
We have to drive through the Desert of Sechura to follow the same route my parents drove in my first roadtrip down the Pan-American highway 30 years ago. And I remember this bleak stretch of highway like I drove it yesterday. It’s where we pulled over to make sandwiches for lunch and somehow let the cat escape. We didn’t discover we had left Pantera behind for hours and yet somehow convinced my father to turn around and go back. The cat was waiting in the same spot – it was so miraculous, on so many levels, that he took a picture of the spot.
Fast forward 30 years and we find ourselves staring at the exact same spot. The peaks and dunes align in perfect symmetry to my father’s photo. We take the same picture, and know at that instant these two images will become the cover of the book I will write about this journey.
Photo by Gary Geboy
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