Yeah, that’s a song title reference I never thought I’d make. This old corner is on a shuttered school house that my wife and I encountered on a recent photo journey. The kids were at camp, so we got to run around with cameras until midnight! Ain’t love grand?
This is the old school house. The corner is on the left of this photo. We were actually just getting started when we came across this building, and it was the beginning of a very fruitful photography day.
I’m guessing it’ll take me into winter to start processing the photos I’ve been able to acquire over the summer. I’d had some dry spells in recent memory, but this summer made up for everything. I doubt I’ll be as busy this winter as last, so there will be plenty of time to share new images!
This was my destination last Friday as I meandered through the countryside, one of two destinations I’d planned to visit after taking off work a little early. My wife teased me, saying that I would be home much later than the “just a couple of hours” that I estimated. She was right…I got into position and, seeing the sky to the west developing in a way that was sure to provide a colorful splash at sunset, I couldn’t resist. I put out my camping chair, got my gear ready, and waited. I was not disappointed. I even got the right angle to catch the sunset reflecting off the windows!
As for the other angle, you can see that it was a great sunset all around. I was going for the color in the east rather than the blazing sunset in the west, but they both have their appeal. I couldn’t help but try to catch the sun through the steeple.
As far as that “just a couple of hours” thing – well, this image says it all. I’m thankful to have a gracious and patient wife. Being married to me should make her eligible for some sort of lifetime achievement award!
I love it when people display Old Glory respectfully, so I was thrilled to see this bin in a farm yard southwest of town. It didn’t hurt that I had such vibrant trees and blue skies as a backdrop! God Bless America.
I got some GOOD photos on Friday, taking off work a little early and going roaming in the countryside. More on those later. But on my way home, having thankfully programmed an escape route into my GPS, I came upon these guys and had to stop and grab a quick shot of one of the operators.
I’m not a fan of wind turbines, either as a heavily subsidized energy source or as the nemeses of the landscape photographer…but in this case, I thought they added a little je ne sais quoi to the shot. I snapped a few and then proceeded to I-94 to jet home.
No, the title is not a Metallica reference. In fact, a more appropriate word for the title might be whenever. I haven’t had many opportunities for photo trips lately, but I did get my garage Sheetrocked and lots of other big projects are coming along nicely. I did try to get out this weekend for some drone flight, but strong winds seemed to kick up as soon as I got into position. I marked a few locations for future flight opportunities and headed home, stopping to catch this sunset shot along the road as I was heading back toward civilization.
I had the opportunity to stop into a former North Dakota town, Aylmer. I suppose that’s how Southerners like my wife say “Elmer”. Anyway, there isn’t much to indicate that the town used to be there except for an old metal sign at the railroad crossing and a few deteriorating buildings.
I remember reading somewhere that this was a combination general store, blacksmith, and something else at one time. I’ve seen photos of it with the roof intact, but sadly those days are long gone. Here you can see a piece of it which the wind has carried quite a ways from the structure.
It looks like, and I think what I read backs this up, things were added onto this building as needed. It’s a shame that it’s crumbling now.
There are also a couple of other buildings within a stone’s throw, such as this house with a barn that still has patches of a brilliant blue paint. It too is suffering from a rooftop deficiency.
This was a fantastic trip. I had picked up my kids from camp in my new-used truck, which absolutely loves the back roads. For the weekend I’d clocked around 950 miles, and this was the cherry on top. At some point, although I’m busy as heck at work and with freelance stuff, I’ll have to show more from that weekend. I still have a few more photo targets I hope to visit while we still have some nice weather!
So there I was, blazing down a county road in the new truck, trying out the dynamic stability control from time to time (cool!), trying to reach the first of two abandoned prairie churches I wanted to investigate and photograph that evening. As I dove through a valley I noticed this beautiful old farmstead nestled in the trees along a hill to the east. Wow! I just had to stop and shoot a quick shot from the road (I mark them in my hiking GPS for future reference).
As you can see in the background, the sunset was already starting to develop, splashing color across the sky. I didn’t have time to do this site justice, so I filed it for later and moved on…but I will definitely be taking another look at it in the future. This breathtaking site has loads of potential!
Oh yes, the photos of the two churches turned out quite nicely. You’ll see those soon.
I’ve been making up for lost time lately, taking a few nice, long photo trips across North Dakota. One of the things I came across by accident is this old schoolhouse. We homeschool our kids, and they’ve already begun their school year. I love flexibility.
I bought a new truck a few weeks ago. Well, new to me – I don’t have the money to buy a brand new one, and if I did I still would hate to take that depreciation hit the minute I drive it off the lot, so I always buy cars at least a year old. Anyway, it’s the most fun four-wheeled vehicle I’ve ever owned, and to prove it I took a 950 mile weekend photo jaunt – Thursday and Friday on my own, and Saturday on a roundabout way to pick up my kids from Bible camp.
After roaming all the way to the South Dakota border (and past it by several feet before dipping back into Best Dakota), I rolled into Medora later than I’d hoped. It was at least 10:30 local time, and I didn’t feel like setting up a tent only to take it down a few hours later. My plan was to wake up before sunrise and enter the South Unit of the national park, so the best option seemed to be just sleeping in the truck. I had already folded the back seats down, so I stacked all my gear on one side, inflated my air mattress on the other (I’d reserved a campsite with electricity), plugged in a cheap little fan I’d bought at Walmart in Dickinson to combat the heat and humidity, and dozed off.
Not only am I pleased to report that I slept like a baby in the new ride, but I also woke up before sunrise without the aid of an alarm. I let the air out of the mattress, hopped into the front, and entered the park just in time for the sun to come up. I hiked down to the Little Missouri and got this:
Steam on the water, rays streaming from the sun, and loads of color all around. I couldn’t have started the day better. Didn’t even have too many mosquitoes at that time of the morning, either!
I made the park loop, but nothing really caught my eye – except some elk you’ll see another time – so it was time to head back to the campground for a shower, into town for some bacon and eggs, then off to roam the North and South Units and the National Grasslands in between. I’ve been tied up with multiple gigs lately that have involved 12+ hour days, so I haven’t sorted through them all yet…but I have loads of photos to share as time allows.
Do it bigger on the farm. Instead of just having an old car on blocks in the front yard, why not have a couple of rail cars? I spotted this along a rural road so far down in the southwest corner of the state that I actually found myself into “the other Dakota” for a few feet. Although, to be fair, these cars are not in disrepair and appear to serve a very utilitarian purpose.
I wonder how they got there? They look hard to move once they’re off the rails.