Like the proverbial big game hunters from a few generations ago, we photographers all have stories about the ones that got away. The cat in the culvert, that was one I missed simply due to being too damn lazy to take my camera out of my backpack. It still smarts. Anyway, it can be especially hard to stop for pictures when one is driving, even casually, as a harried mindset seems to be par for the course. But you just gotta stop. I've passed this spot many times on the way to and from Atlanta, never actually taking the exit and grabbing a few photos. So, this one time, see, my wife, she just like gets off the highway, and we sneek in and make some photographs. That's the way it is done, son.
