One time I was eating dinner at someone’s house way up in Kingston, Ontario when a photo on the wall caught my attention. Something about it looked vaguely familiar. It wasn’t a famous natural feature like Yosemite Valley or the Grant Canyon… but as I set there eating I couldn’t shake the feeling of familiarity. I asked the hosts about the photo and their son had taken it about 20 years ago, but they had no idea where.
About the time dessert was served it finally hit me… maybe this was the view that I randomly stopped and photographed along the highway when I was moving to California. Just the thought that it was the same 
spot was almost unfathomable because it was just a random mountain along the highway. I took a photo of the photo on the wall and when I returned home I dug out the photo in question to compared them.
Sure enough, it was the exact same spot. I framed the mountains slightly different and of course I was using black and white film, but it is definitely the same spot along I-70. Although to this day I have no idea where it was exactly.