Fort Ross Lodge, January 2003 — The Big Guy likes to visit the California coast during the winter because there are fewer people around and, as a general rule, the ocean tends to be calmer. That means it’s much easier (and more productive) to fish for perch and rockfish from the beach or from a rocky point. In the “old […]
The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge for the week of September 6, 2017. Share a snapshot that shows a sense of waiting.
The theme of Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge this week is C words: Needs to be at least 4 letters in length. Feel free to use your native language as your inspiration for this challenge, just please give us the word in your language and the english translation. Use your imagination for this theme. Conductor: Citrus and Cactus: Cobblestones: https://www.flickr.com/photos/21865583@N03/36765277531/in/datetaken-public/ Canal — […]
The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge for the week of August 30, 2017. This week, share with us the structure of something typically overlooked. One of my childhood memories involves driving to the Bay Area to visit relatives; to get there and back we crossed over the Carquinez Strait near Vallejo via a pair of matching cantilever bridges, one for […]
July 1, 1979 — Port Angeles, Washington State. On our road trip to British Columbia the previous year, I’d slept inside the VW camper along with my parents; but this year, because I’d wished for a bit more privacy, my dad was good enough to bring along a small orange tent for me. Every evening he set it up at […]
Six months ago, back in February, when I was still working my way through my dad’s old color slides for Memory Monday, I shared a bunch of images from the 1978 road trip I took with my mom and dad to British Columbia. At the time I mentioned that although I hadn’t shot any photographs myself in 1978, I did have some […]
Back in April 1974, not long before I turned 13 years old, I was very lucky to take my very first trip to Disneyland — not with my parents but with a school classmate and her family. The Joneses had five kids, all girls; I was friends with their eldest daughter, Debby. When the family headed to Anaheim they invited me […]
Whenever my dad traveled to Mexico in the summer time and I stayed home, he always made sure to send me a postcard or two. In August 1973 he sent the above image of Matehuala — one of my favorite towns we had visited — and wrote: “Just a few lines to say Hi and tell you I’m in San Luis Potosi. […]