Picking corn as we roll along under a big South Dakota sky. You can watch a short video that I captured from my perch by visiting these links:
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Corn Dog: Someone else was enjoying the ride with us that day….
Offloading…
Why the pumpkin? The farmer told me that it makes it easier to spot his combine in the café parking lot.
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Stays crunchy, even in milk…
Above, light from the rising sun illuminates large boulders on a hilltop in the Davis Mountains of western Texas.
The oldest entry in my blog was posted five years ago today, and tells of a spot in the mountains which is very special to me. The Pontiac and I have enjoyed five tours of these beautiful and peaceful mountains during the past 30 years; I’ve no doubt we’ll be visiting the area again.
Speaking of, here are links to a few archived blog posts about our most recent trip to the Davis Mountains in 2015…
The long-awaited return to the spot mentioned in the post linked above, including some photos of the incredible night sky:
And a couple of posts featuring photos of the area’s wildlife:
Ilford FP4 35mm film (expired)
My first car (1957 Ford Fairlane Town Sedan), which we successfully drove down to the Florida Keys. Almost made it all the way home, but near Daleville, Indiana, the 28-year-old generator mounting bracket decided to cash out, leaving the generator dangling by its wires and scraping the highway.
After a long, cold walk down the shoulder of the interstate, we entered a truck stop and, luckily, found a guy at the lunch counter who owned a tow truck and a nearby welding shop. Once he had finished his meal, we were off to get the stranded Fairlane and haul it to K & S. He made a replacement bracket and welded it in place, finishing just before sundown (hard to see in this exposure, but he’s there, bent over the right fender). Don’t remember his name…may have started with a K or an S.
Kodak Ektachrome 35mm film
Riding with Carl 