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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Memorial Day Happenings
I sort of posted things a little out of order when it came to Memorial Day. Friday and Saturday we went camping with another couple up at Ohio Pyle State Park. Ohio Pyle is one of our favorite places to go, and one of the prettiest. Sunday, I photographed the scenic railroad (see the previous post) then on Monday Goody Two Shoes and I went down the Murley's Branch Road th photogtaph a little farm life.
Our campsite on a foggy Saturday morning.
Taking a walk through the fog.
The morning sun coming through the trees.
Tim & Goody Two Shoes Trying to make breakfast.
Here's Jeanette, Tim's other half. She was the only one actually doing anything when it came to making breakfast.
A hammock that I broke. No, I ain't saying how it happened.
Mossy trees along the Highlands Trail.
The Camera Totin' Idiot, taking a break on a rock.
Goody Two Shoes.
Nice green meadow on the way up to Confluence.
Ramcat Rapids.
Model A truck in Confluence.
Sister's Cafe in Confluence. Great home cooked food, and nice people to wait on you.
CSX train Q-216 at Confluence.
Fishing in the Youghiogheny River. We say Yough (pronounced 'yok') around here.
I found my dream home. I need $250,000 and I'm all out of rich uncles.
The Camera Totin' Idiot and Goody Two Shoes at the end of a day of cycling.
Another great place to eat. The Ohio Pyle House in, you guessed it, Ohio Pyle.
Took a little drive up Murley's Branch road east of Cumberland today. Found this quaint little farm.
A mile later another barn.
Photographed this Palomino on a farm north of Flintstone.
She got shy and hid behind her boyfriend.
Our campsite on a foggy Saturday morning.
Taking a walk through the fog.
The morning sun coming through the trees.
Tim & Goody Two Shoes Trying to make breakfast.
Here's Jeanette, Tim's other half. She was the only one actually doing anything when it came to making breakfast.
A hammock that I broke. No, I ain't saying how it happened.
Mossy trees along the Highlands Trail.
The Camera Totin' Idiot, taking a break on a rock.
Goody Two Shoes.
Nice green meadow on the way up to Confluence.
Ramcat Rapids.
Model A truck in Confluence.
Sister's Cafe in Confluence. Great home cooked food, and nice people to wait on you.
CSX train Q-216 at Confluence.
Fishing in the Youghiogheny River. We say Yough (pronounced 'yok') around here.
I found my dream home. I need $250,000 and I'm all out of rich uncles.
The Camera Totin' Idiot and Goody Two Shoes at the end of a day of cycling.
Another great place to eat. The Ohio Pyle House in, you guessed it, Ohio Pyle.
Took a little drive up Murley's Branch road east of Cumberland today. Found this quaint little farm.
A mile later another barn.
Photographed this Palomino on a farm north of Flintstone.
She got shy and hid behind her boyfriend.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Say What?!
Took a walk today up along the scenic railroad, only a mile or so. Still, I benefited from the exercise, and it was a beautiful day. Oh yeah, I also photographed the scenic train...why else would I be out for a hike on a Sunday morning.
Now, I told you that to tell you this. I had photographed the train and was walking back. As I'm walking across the double truss bridge that carries the tracks and the Highlands Trail over Rt. 40 and Braddock Run, I pass a mid-50's couple out for a leisurely Sunday jaunt on their bicycles. As they're passing by I hear this conversation.
Him: "That was nice, (referring to the steam-train that had just passed by), now if they could do something about the smell."
Her: "Yes, it was quaint, but polluting."
Me: "Say what?!"
They never heard me...I was going one way and they're going the other.
Anyway, here's our quaint, but polluting locomotive.
Yes, it's a free country and everyone is entitled to their own opinion. But don't mess with my choo choos.
Now, I told you that to tell you this. I had photographed the train and was walking back. As I'm walking across the double truss bridge that carries the tracks and the Highlands Trail over Rt. 40 and Braddock Run, I pass a mid-50's couple out for a leisurely Sunday jaunt on their bicycles. As they're passing by I hear this conversation.
Him: "That was nice, (referring to the steam-train that had just passed by), now if they could do something about the smell."
Her: "Yes, it was quaint, but polluting."
Me: "Say what?!"
They never heard me...I was going one way and they're going the other.
Anyway, here's our quaint, but polluting locomotive.
Yes, it's a free country and everyone is entitled to their own opinion. But don't mess with my choo choos.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Train(ing) Day
I've been in the mood for trains lately. With the scenic railroad open for the season, it's a natural reaction for me. The first three photos were taken last Saturday as the 734 charged up the mountain between Mt. Savage and Parkersburg Road.
I've also been feeling a little nostalgic as well. Here are some shots from the 1980's, when I owned a Pentax K-1000, gas was $1 a gallon, and I didn't have gray hair...well, a little at the temples. Oh, yeah, I snuck one or two in from the 90's and the current decade.
Here's the Cumberland roundhouse on a soft summer evening in 1986.
Cutting in the mid-train helpers at Q Tower, Hyndman, Pa in 1985.
Trailer train R-137 flying west at Long's Crossing, WV in 1991.
R-353 with 8 headend units at Locust Grove (just west of Cumberland) in 1989.
The Chicago Jet making a run at Sand Patch Grade at Q Tower, in 1986.
Coal train V-153 in Cumberland at Viaduct Jct. in 1989.
Eastbound grain train at 21st Lane on the MD/WVA line in 1985.
Riding the Hyndman helpers in 1985.
From in side a caboose, looking out. VA Museum of Transportation, in 2005.
I photograph many other things: landscapes, barns, horses, my kids, the dog...you get the idea. But there is just something about a train...always was, always will be.
I've also been feeling a little nostalgic as well. Here are some shots from the 1980's, when I owned a Pentax K-1000, gas was $1 a gallon, and I didn't have gray hair...well, a little at the temples. Oh, yeah, I snuck one or two in from the 90's and the current decade.
Here's the Cumberland roundhouse on a soft summer evening in 1986.
Cutting in the mid-train helpers at Q Tower, Hyndman, Pa in 1985.
Trailer train R-137 flying west at Long's Crossing, WV in 1991.
R-353 with 8 headend units at Locust Grove (just west of Cumberland) in 1989.
The Chicago Jet making a run at Sand Patch Grade at Q Tower, in 1986.
Coal train V-153 in Cumberland at Viaduct Jct. in 1989.
Eastbound grain train at 21st Lane on the MD/WVA line in 1985.
Riding the Hyndman helpers in 1985.
From in side a caboose, looking out. VA Museum of Transportation, in 2005.
I photograph many other things: landscapes, barns, horses, my kids, the dog...you get the idea. But there is just something about a train...always was, always will be.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Wordless Wednesday - Sort Of
Here's a rough draft for the cover of the book I've been writin/editing for the last four years. I can report that I'm almost finished. Then the search for a publisher begins. Please pray for my sanity.
Happy WW! Y'All.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
In An 80's Mood
Feeling a little nostalgic today so I thought I'd post one of my favorite videos from that magical time known as the eighties. Here's Madness with Our House. Enjoy!
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
This 'n That...and a Steam Engine. Or, How I Spent my Weekend
Yep, I've been busy. So busy that it slipped my mind that I've been blogging for just over a year now. Yep, since April 15, of last year. So, Happy Anniversary to me! Now, getting back to my mindless ramblings. Had a busy weekend. Had to work, had to pay bills, still found time to chase the Scenic Railroad, Goody Two Shoes, our dog, and anything else that wondered in front of my camera...okay, I've been using Goody Two Shoes digital camera. So sue me!
What do you do when you're waiting on a train? Take pictures of something else. Like this Gypsy Moth cocoon.
Or a Dandelion.
Finally, 734 arrived. Hot dog! The season is underway.
No trip to Helmstetter's Curve is complete without a photo of the farmhouse.
After that it was on to Bob Evans so Goody Two Shoes could have her precious Strawberry Creeps. Yes, I misspelled Crepes on purpose! And all this was just on Saturday before I went to work.
Sunday was another day to chase the Scenic Railroad. No one will ever guess where this shot was taken. Giggle, giggle, giggle.
I decided to take the color out of this one and give it a sepia look. A little nostalgia now and then is a good thing.
Passing shot of the 734.
Buddy, the wondermutt. "What the #&@* was that noisy thing that just went by. And what are those little black things falling out of the sky and getting in my fur?" They would be called cinders.
This little red robin came bob-bob-bobbing along and I couldn't resist.
No, I didn't do this! I just happened to see it and couldn't resist.
A few more shots of the 734.
I like this one. Sometime here in the near future I'm gonna run this shot through photoshop and make it look fifty years old. Stay tuned....
Sunday came to a close with a photo of the Miltenberger Farm.
All-in-all, not a bad way to spend a weekend.
What do you do when you're waiting on a train? Take pictures of something else. Like this Gypsy Moth cocoon.
Or a Dandelion.
Finally, 734 arrived. Hot dog! The season is underway.
No trip to Helmstetter's Curve is complete without a photo of the farmhouse.
After that it was on to Bob Evans so Goody Two Shoes could have her precious Strawberry Creeps. Yes, I misspelled Crepes on purpose! And all this was just on Saturday before I went to work.
Sunday was another day to chase the Scenic Railroad. No one will ever guess where this shot was taken. Giggle, giggle, giggle.
I decided to take the color out of this one and give it a sepia look. A little nostalgia now and then is a good thing.
Passing shot of the 734.
Buddy, the wondermutt. "What the #&@* was that noisy thing that just went by. And what are those little black things falling out of the sky and getting in my fur?" They would be called cinders.
This little red robin came bob-bob-bobbing along and I couldn't resist.
No, I didn't do this! I just happened to see it and couldn't resist.
A few more shots of the 734.
I like this one. Sometime here in the near future I'm gonna run this shot through photoshop and make it look fifty years old. Stay tuned....
Sunday came to a close with a photo of the Miltenberger Farm.
All-in-all, not a bad way to spend a weekend.
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