Today I’m taking a look at some more of the photos retrieved from the Big Guy’s phone. These were all shot in the month of March — and I had to include at least one fishing picture. Spring was one of his favorite times to go after bass at Clear Lake and the Sacramento Delta. Surprisingly, it was only a […]
As we drove along Highway 40 to north Texas and back again, we passed so many light-brown signs along the road pointing toward different state parks. I felt some serious twinges of regret every time I spotted the familiar color-coded indicators, wishing we had time to stop and explore each park. New Mexico alone has 35 state parks — Ute […]
As we were driving through Southern California on the way to Arizona (and further east) in early June, the Big Guy decided he wanted to pause and look at the Colorado River. This vital waterway, originating in Rocky Mountain National Park, winds through the desert south of Lake Mead and marks the state line between California and Arizona. We have […]
Yesterday I paid a visit to my newest favorite suburban greenspace, along Miners Ravine in Rocklin. I only stumbled upon this tiny oasis last spring, so I was eager to get back out there and see how the creek looked. As you can see by the image above, it looks pretty good right now! Since I love photographing whitewater (although […]
This week, I’m taking another look not at slides but at some black and white prints that I first shared back in early September 2018, in Memory Monday Week 82. I’ve never had the chance to visit these particular locations, but if you click on that link and scroll down, you’ll see a color image of the above photo that […]
I should know better by now. Every week as I look through the list of titles in the Huell Howser archive, I have a tendency to skip over many of the place names that are unfamiliar to me. For some reason, I’ve assumed most of them were located in Southern California — so the chances that I had ever been […]
It’s been many years since I spent time on the Sacramento end of the American River Parkway, but several times back in the 1970s I did ride what was at the time the entire length of the bike trail, 23 miles from Discovery Park to the Nimbus Fish Hatchery. These days the parkway and bike trail extend for 32 miles, […]
September 1, 2000 — Mom boarded the westbound California Zephyr in Ottumwa, Iowa, and I’m very grateful that she chose to shoot a few photos out the train window as the train rolled across the Great Plains, over the Rockies, through the Nevada flatlands and finally the Sierra Nevada on her trip home. I may never get to travel across […]