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Aripeka redux…

On my way home from Cedar Lakes Woods the other day I happened to notice the turn off for Aripeka. I hadn’t thought of going there for the sunrise since I got back from the Tetons. It wasn’t the 6 months away that I first imagined when I began to think of myself as a snowbird, but you’d think I was away that long for how thoroughly my mind has remained somewhere in limbo since I got back. But when I checked the weather yesterday morning and rain was a possibility for all afternoon into Sunday off I went for the sunrise. The feature photo was my first stop, the first bridge that I arrive at when I approach Aripeka from the south. It was still dark so the three exposures for HDR seemed to take forever to finish, but that first shot is the feature photo. You should have heard the splash under the bridge as I stood there on top, waiting for the last exposure. It must have been a big fish, but at least I don’t still imagine an alligator that might, in my mind at least, creep up on me on the bridge and gnaw off my foot.

I then moved just up the road to the next bridge, where I can never resist taking an HDR photo of the little bait shop. Plus the possibility of seeing One-Foot Fred dawned on me also.

I moved back and forth across the bridge, loving the pretty sunrise and the reflections on the west wide of the road. I must have been lost in thought because the voice surprised me when I heard someone say that I could get a shot of One-Foot Fred. It was Ray, the guy I’ve talked with before, who said that Fred had followed him over to the bridge. I was happy to see Fred again, and it’s nice to have someone to chat with as well. Ray told me of a new spot to go for sunset pictures, and said the if anyone gives me a hard time for parking there I could say that I have permission, from Ray. LOL. I will check it out one day soon.

Ray said that Fredhad followed him to the bridge, and he would follow him home also, so I stopped by my car and shot long distance photos as he walked away. Use your imagination because, just as predicted, Fred is following him, he’s that gray blur just to the left of the telephone pole. Must have been time for breakfast…

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Florida sunset…

I said I was trying to get back to normal, but I forgot that ‘normal’ includes fighting with the desktop computer, which doesn’t get along with Lightroom anymore.  Just because you asked it to make a 16 photo HDR panoramic photo it objects by shutting itself down a time or two.  Even a normal HDR photo will cause a hiccup.  But I did go out for photos for the first time in a week so that’s something at least.  It’s a start…08-12-20HudsnBeach208-12-20HudsnBeachreflection

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Back to normal…

Four long days of driving gave me lots of time to think about what I’d do when I got home, but so far it seems I’ve done almost nothing at all.  Four long days of being home and not being able to decide what to do have followed.  Maybe it’s the heat, or maybe I’m just really tired.  I remembered how I thought I would enjoy being online without having to compete for a chance to plug in the computer, but I’ve hardly done that either.  But I finally decided to look at the pictures I took on my last day in the Tetons.  As usual I had headed out in the car early that day, and this time I stopped to see the bison on the west, the mountain, side of the road.  That gives a different perspective on the scene, doesn’t it?  And imagine my surprise when I looked at the very first picture that I took and realized that I’d caught a mom and baby.08-02-20momandbaby08-02-20buffaloflowerI chatted with another photographer as we enjoyed the scene.  He had lived in the area for 40 years he said, and he takes every chance he gets to enjoy the scenery in the good weather, because the winters are brutal.  Which reminded me of what my friend said about visiting the campground in the winter, or attempting to visit their campsite.  Thigh deep snow defeated their attempt.  And my cousin had stressed that she sits out on her deck and enjoys her flowers every minute that she can because the summer is so short in Jackson.  It really was perfect summer weather with chilly nights and then hot in the sun.  I found that if I sat in dappled shade to read a book I needed a sweatshirt.  Yes, to me that was perfect weather, and a wonderful trip that I was lucky to be able to enjoy.  Especially this year, when things aren’t quite normal.  I’m not sure I feel quite normal either, but I’m working on it…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Home…

Home is where the recliner is, and where I am.  Finally!  Four long days of driving later, dodging thunderstorms the last 200 miles, but I got here.  My uncle parked the camper for me and my aunt provided dinner, which was so nice of them.  I will self quarantine for a bit, but only after I run out for coffee in the morning.  It’s good to be home…

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The Chief Washakie Trail…

The following, including the photo, is lifted right off the internet…

Chief Washakie, 1804-1900 a chief of the Eastern Shoshone Indians of Wyoming was noted for his exploits in fighting and also for his friendship with the white pioneers. When wagon trains were passing through Shoshone country in the 1850’s, Washakie and his people aided the overland travelers in fording streams and recovering strayed cattle. He was also a scout for the U.S. Army.5304goinglander-------.JPG

I didn’t have a clue who Chief Washakie was until I looked him up once I got to my hotel in Big Spring, NE.  All I knew is that I rode the Chief Washakie trail east across Wyoming as I left, and what a beautiful drive it was.  There were the mountains of course, and the fabulous olive green hills with rows of dark evergreens riding the ridges.  I thought that it looked like coloring book pages, but if I’d colored them like that I wouldn’t have though it looked natural.  Only it was.  I couldn’t stop for pictures even though I really wanted to, except for the sunrise pictures as I got myself on the road early on Monday.  If only I had been able to be on wifi while I was in the campground, to learn more about the different places to visit, as well as learn more about the places I did see.  When planning my next trip I will have to do a better job of investigating the destination instead of endlessly asking myself which route to take to get there.  Thank goodness for my cousin Mary and my friend Karen, who shared their love of the area with me while I was there.08-04-20lastsunrise2.jpg

Interestingly, after all that stressing over which route to take to get to WY I just set the GPS and headed home.  East on 80, into Nebraska, Iowa, and Missouri so far.  This morning I had my coffee just outside of Kansas City, in Higginsville, while sitting in bed with the internet.  Headed home…

 

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Jackson Lake Dam…

I spent a little time at the dam the other day, and found it a bit more entertaining that I had expected.  I was in it for the scenery until I saw the kayaker across the river getting ready to put his kayak into the water.  I looked at the current coming off of the dam and wondered how he’d get back to where he put in if he had to paddle back upstream.  Then I noticed the paddle boarders getting ready to do the same thing.07-28-20damside07-28-20dambush07-28-20dampaddleboarders07-28-20didtheyeverreturn

I was singing to myself as I watched them float away, “Well did they ever return, no they never returned, and their fate is still un-learned”, but that’s just me.  I’m sure they got back just fine.

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I always try to get photos of bees on the flowers and to be honest there weren’t a lot of bees to be seen on this trip.  Plenty of flowers, but not many bees.  So when I went to save this photo I called it the ‘dam bees’.  Which led to the ‘dam paddle boarders’, you get the picture.  This is what happens when you spend so much time in your own head…