Riddle for the day- see the title of this post. Aw come on. This is the oldest riddle in the book. I'm not sure what the real answer is either. But here it is a black crow sitting in a snowy field in front of a big red barn. Talk about your contrasting colors.
Friday, December 12, 2014
Friday, December 5, 2014
Being the lucky guy that I am, my son indulges me in my favorite pasttime........sometimes. Coming back from our holiday up nort', I asked if he minded if we hit some backroads on the way back to Illinois to see if I could find any shots to take with my camera. And he obliged. We were about to finish and get back on the main road when I hear that whistle blowing and saw it rollin' round the bend. A train. And not a passenger train, but a freight train. Always fun to find a freight train en route. Great sound. Great visual. And when on a backroad in northern Wisconsin, you can pretty much stand in the middle of the tracks until your own fear makes your feet move. That's what I did, but as much as my own fear played a part, I felt I better move before I really freaked out the conductor. Here is a shot that I got. The only part that's disappointing is the conductor/engineer, who you can barely see in the cab in the right hand corner, was wearing a basic t-shirt instead of the classic idea of "conductor wear" of a billed train engineer cap and suspenders. Oh well.
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Traveling some of the backroads of Northern Wisconsin, it never ceases to amaze me some of the structures you find. A turn down a gravel road and a few more zig zags brought me to this dwelling. While obviously not lived in at the time, if ever, the area around it was nicely kept up with a little bridge going over a ditch and the remains of what was a little swingset. The bridge was fairly new, nothing else was. There wasn't another structure within 2 miles of the property. Fixed up and the addition of a hot tub and a satellite dish would make it a nice little mancave for Sunday afternoons.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Out West, at almost any time of the day, I noticed, you could look around you, and in some direction or another you would find an incredible cloud bank. This would happen several times a day and it would kind of just creep up on you. Here is a shot of just one of the many cloud banks we saw. Even more impressive when you have a mountain or something in front of you and you come around a corner and see a mammoth spectacle like this one. But, what bothered me here, is I always had the feeling someone, or something, was flipping me off. I don't what I did, but I got over it.
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Growing up in Northern Wisconsin, there was a local river spot where, as kids, we would hang out some in the summer. One of the highlights was the crazy guys and gals who would jump from a set of rocks down into a small pool of water. It was a 40 foot leap of faith. Trust me, it looked much higher standing at the top of those rocks. I experienced it. And each year 99.6% of the people attempting the jump survived. While out West, my buddy took me on hike to a similar area. Known about only by the locals. About a mile trek along a river to a secluded area. Perfect for the younguns' to hang and sip some "soda pops". And they, of course, could not pass the opportunity to live on the edge. Or jump from it. I took a few moments, and shots, of a young gal as she was coaxed on and tested by her friends to make her first jump. She passed the test with flying colors.
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Haven't been to a high school varsity football game in many years. While on vacation in Arizona, I had a chance to go to one due to my buddy's hometown team was playing in the area we happened to be that night. Sounded like a good way to soak up the local vibe. And it was. And we got to witness his teams running back score like 6 or maybe even 7 touchdowns while enroute to a 400 yard night of rushing. Incredible. I was able to practice some sport photography during the contest. Unfortunatly, all that practice just proved I need to practice more, especially under the lights. Not many keepers out of the bunch, but I did get one that shows the intimacy of the game. Crunch, crunch, crunch.
Monday, November 10, 2014
They aren't actually deer, but saying "Elk Arizona", doesn't work. Some of the Arizona wildlife sneaking through the woods. They were pretty skittish during my time there; it was hunting season for them. Might have seen a nice bull with them, but I think we saw him in the back of someone's truck earlier in the day.