My lovely bride and I snuck out for a quick dinner last week and, on the way, I saw a sticker on a car that read, “All Who Wander Are Not Lost.” For some reason, the phrase resonated with me – maybe because I was hungry – but the thought seemed incomplete. Susan and I discussed the sticker over dinner, brainstorming ways to complete the thought. We decided that it needed to say, “All Who Wander Are Not Lost – Some Of Us Are Taking Pictures!” I slept well that night, meeting a subliminal need to be profound. Maybe it was the good dinner and wonderful company – I’ll go with that (love you, Cutie!).
In my last post, I teased you with a promise to deliver a great composition montage from my photography challenge. Here you go!
The challenge for last week was street photography. The instructions were simple: go to a location(s) and take pictures of street scenes – include people if you can. I was a bit apprehensive for this challenge. I don’t live in a big city where people can be oblivious of activity on the street. And the Carson Valley is not small enough so I know everyone. Granted, I know lots of people here, but not everyone and, in true pioneer spirit, being too invasive can get you shot around here – figuratively, not literally. So, I traveled across the Valley to the Town of Genoa. It’s a quaint little place – the oldest settlement in Nevada (unless you’re from Dayton, where they take exception to Genoa’s claim, but I digress). Tourism is big in Genoa with lots of people around, so I felt safe with my camera over there. Genoa has one main intersection with a 4 way stop. I parked a little bit away from the intersection and started taking pictures: a nice couple walking through the Genoa State Park; vehicle traffic going through the intersection; a family stopping at the General Store from their bicycle ride; and a group of men enjoying drink outside the Genoa Bar, the “Oldest Thirst Parlor in Nevada.” My attention kept returning to a group of people placing mulch in the planting areas along the street. I recognized one of the workers, so I approached and said howdy. They are members of the Friends of Genoa, and were sprucing up the downtown before a major tourism conference next week and a big event, the Genoa Cowboy Festival, the first weekend in May. They were very chatty and welcomed me and my camera. Here’s my image.
One of the great things about being retired/self-employed is that my time is mine to use as I wish. Susan and I live in a great neighborhood with wonderful neighbors. Several of these neighbors are members of an ATV group that hits the trail at least once a month. This month’s trip was southeast of Dayton, the Rawe Peak area, and featured fun stops at the Como Mine and the Palmyra town site. If you want more information on this area, just Google ‘Como Mine’ or ‘Palmyra, Nevada’ and you’ll find lots of information on the area.
I can’t go anywhere without looking for a little wildlife. We hit the jackpot near Palmyra, as we found a band of 6 horses, including a young colt.
We also went to a nearby mountain, just down from Rawe Peak, to enjoy the views and let a couple group members do their geo-caching thing.
I’ll close this week with a images of the wild horses closer to home. I checked on them the other day, and they are enjoying the spring very well. I now have images of 7 new ones this year. I know the names of 4 of the 7. I hope you enjoyed my fun week. Enjoy – PHOTOROGR