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The usual places…

I have to approach Aripeka from the opposite direction since I moved.  And if I hadn’t set the GPS I’d have missed the turn in the dark.  So I came upon this scene first.  Considering that it was quite overcast I was encouraged by the sight.10-9aripeka#1

But it become obvious after a bit that the sun was actually going to come up on the far right of this shot, so I moved down the road to Hammond Bridge.

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There was such a nice sunrise developing that I nearly forgot to turn and check to see the reflected sunrise.  When I checked again a minute later the sky had lost it’s glow.  And this bridge is where I used to see One-Foot Fred, but I didn’t see any herons today.  That was the only disappointing thing about the morning.

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Rainy days…

It’s been raining the last two days.  Not all the time, but enough to keep me home.  Plus there were still issues that needed to be taken care, left-overs from being away for five months.  So I haven’t been out for pictures in two days.  That’s pretty much unheard of.  But, I thought, surely I must have photos that I’ve downloaded into one or the other computer, photos I overlooked for one reason or another.  So the feature photo is an iPhone photo from the Bayport sunrise just the other day.  It’s pretty much a rerun of the ones I’ve posted already.  But it’s the heron I saw that day that caught my attention.  It’s sad to say that while we are happy to see all the birds here, we photographers I mean, the fact that these birds are willing to hang around near people is often what will lead to their demise.  Do you see his leg?  He has fishing line attached there, and often it’s so very much worse looking than this looks.  Maybe someone tried to untangle him and this was the best they could do?  Perhaps.  Often times you’ll see that the overhead wires that line the street where the bridges lend themselves to fishermen fishing there, will be covered in fishing line.  And there was one-foot Fred, the Great Blue Heron who I saw many times, who the fishermen told me lost that foot to fishing line.  It’s upsetting to see.  It seems as if fishermen, who are out in nature as often as possible, would be more respectful of all the creatures out there.  And I have looked and looked at this photo and I have no idea why it appears that you can see through this guy.  I. hope it’s some optical illusion of some kind…10-8woundedheron

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Back to Bayport…

I have no idea how long it’s been since the last time I went to Bayport for the sunrise.  Or sunset for that matter.  It was always my favorite place to go, and a place to go when I ran out of ideas for places to go.  And Sunday was a beautiful morning for it.  The fishing pier still hasn’t been repaired, and it felt a lot more rickety than I remember.  There is an underwater shipwreck nearby which is holding up the funds for the repairs. A fisherman told me that and I was dubious, but I Googled it and sure enough that’s the problem.   I didn’t think the heron was going to show up, but as you can see he did.  Seems like things went along just fine without me while I was gone.  10-6bayporsunrise410-6bayportHDR110-6bayportHDR310-6bayportHDRboat10-6bayportHDRclose10-6bayportHDRreverse10-6bayporheron10-6bayporheronegretOn the way home I stopped at Jenkin’s Creek in hopes of seeing an eagle, but I struck out. What I did see was a sign saying that ALL parked cars were subject to a $5 parking fee.  That was new.  I stopped to take pictures of this egret, and I didn’t pay.  I’m such a renegade in my old age.

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Sticking close to home…

Home.  On the nature coast of Florida.  Except I don’t think I actually live there any more.  I’m slightly over the line.  Don’t tell anybody though, because I think the nature coast sounds exotic.  Then again I’m in the vicinity of Bayonet Point, which has a certain ring to it also.  I scooted up the road just a bit, to Hudson Beach for the sunset.  I love the Florida sunrises and sunsets, especially when they are only a few miles up, or down, the road.  It’s nice to take off for parts unknown, but home is nice too.9-30Hudsonbeachriver9-30Hudsonbeachsign9-30Hudsonbeachsunset9-30Hudsonbeachsunset29-30Hudsonbeachsunsetcharter

See that bird at the top of the post in this picture.  You’ll be seeing more of him tomorrow.

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Skyline Drive…

Yes, I had decided that I wanted to visit Skyline Drive again.  It had been a day trip from my home in Maryland, and we did enjoy driving portions of it and taking pictures, but that was a very long time ago.  And we didn’t do the entire drive.  I had forgotten the details, except that we once got a short glimpse of a bear while we drove through.  And, it occurred to me as I drove it on Friday, that I wasn’t the driver on those trips long ago.  No, Charley was my chauffeur, so the day wasn’t as exhausting back then.  Or it was my age.

I started the day in Coventry, RI, and stopped for pictures at The Community Bridge in Frederick MD, which had me approaching Front Royal, VA, the northern access point, about 2 PM.  And that was before I bounced the car and trailer over some RR tracks and caused the camper to become unhitched.  The trailer jack was now embedded in the road, and before I could even get out of the car to see what the heck had happened two very nice drivers were already on the case.  They got the trailer jacked up, they got me hitched up, and I was on my way in no time.  Physically anyhow.  Mentally I was listening to every squeak and groan of the camper and expecting disaster any second.  I started the 100 mile, 30 MPH drive, at 3 PM.  The light was harsh, there was a lot of haze, and the views from the overlooks were repetitious.  My chat with Bob set me back further, and once I left him I mostly glanced at the overlooks and skipped getting out of the car.  But as I drove further I realized that the overlooks on my right, in the west, were becoming interesting.  The sun was getting lower and the clouds looked promising, so I quickly hopped out of the car, took a couple of HDR images, and moved on.  Eventually the sun was low enough that I worried that it would slip out of view before I got to another overlook.  But I was relieved that I did see the sun actually set, and was able to leave the southern point of the park while it was still light.  I found a gas station where I burst through the door and asked the gentleman.”Where am I”?  He replied, loudly, and in his best Southern drawl, “Ma’am, you are in GOD’s country,  Waynesboro, VA.”  For a tiny little town it had the essentials, a Panera where I could plug in the computer and have a bite to eat, and a Walmart where I could join the other campers overnight.  My issue with the trailer hitch had me heading for home after that.  I had hoped to camp and spend several days exploring, but since I couldn’t unhitch the camper there wasn’t a point.  Maybe next time…9-27FrontRoyal19-27skylinedrive19-27skylineview29-27FrontRoyalbluemountains9-27skylinesunsetting9-27skylinesun9-27skylinesunsettingHDRfeatureThe southern end of the drive is where the deer crossing signs are, and the deer were there, just not crossing.  And a sign that said “high collision area”.  Not a thrill to see when you are tired and hurrying so as not to be in the park on those roads in the dark.  And the last thing I saw was a bear, just off the side of the road, and he scrambled away.  He was a cub, quite small.  I wonder where Mom was???

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The Community Bridge

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I nearly abandoned my decision to re-visit the community bridge in Frederick, MD.  I wanted to see it again, but towing the trailer presented lots of problems.  When I eventually discovered two adjoining parking spaces at the end of a street, which meant I could get myself out of them as well as into them, I fed both meters and walked into the park.  And there was the bridge!  Faux painting was a brand new concept to me when I first saw this 20 something years ago.  And when I thought of it again I wondered how it had stood the test of time.  Turns out it looks great.  It’s almost impossible to realize that it was a plain concrete bridge, as utilitarian as it could be.

All the details are wonderful, but the angel leaning out of the wall is the most amazing.  Seen straight on it looks like this.  Distorted.9-27bridgeangel

But it’s meant to be viewed from a second story window of the art center next door, where you see this.9-27bridgeangel2

The plants over hanging this image are real, not faux, but everything else is a product of the artist’s imagination.  And his talent.9-27bridgestatue9-27bridgefountain9-27bridgefountaindetail9-27bridgetree9-27bridgegate9-27bridgegatebird9-27bridgeduck9-27bridgepark9-27bridgetree9-27bridgebutterfly29-27bridgefountainbutterflyThe butterflies, however, are real!