A New Year’s Eve spent in NyC, was a tradition of myself, my brother-in-Law, and a best friend (business partner, and fellow photographer) For almost a decade we would leave home about 1600hrs., and arrive around 2200hrs. Park, and prepare to walk our path all over New York for hours. Around 0600hrs., we would find the car. Drive out as far as we could, which always seemed to be to the Clinton Diner, in Clinton New Jersey. Eat, chat, climb back in the car, and pass out (from being tired). Awake, drive home, and wait until next New Years. These photos are from various trips up.