Our van was held up for fifteen delightful minutes by a cattle-drive right up the center of the highway. Most of my shots were made through the open door of our van as these cattle flowed past us, but early on, when we first spotted them coming at us from a distance, I was able to spend a few precious seconds shooting from the middle of the highway. I took the lowest vantage point I could, lowering my camera to almost pavement level and looking down into my flip out viewfinder at the on-coming herd. I placed the double yellow line at the lower right hand corner of my frame, so that it would lead the eye into the heart of the herd. They were coming at me up a long slope, and I shot just as they reached the crest. The yellow line rises and then begins to fall as it vanishes into the herd. Cowboys on horseback drive the cattle from the rear, and traffic backs up behind them. My 420mm telephoto lens collapses the distance between these elements, and makes the distant field seem as if it is an earthen wall at the back of the image. This photograph is essentially a product of my own perspective. It is far more expressive than any of the images I made by shooting down on the cattle from our van as they passed us by, because my ground level perspective vicariously puts the viewer directly into the path of the oncoming herd.