More from the South California desert. I wanted to see the namesake for American Girl Mine Road, so one day I drove my SUV as far as I thought I should on a rough rocky dirt road and then hiked the rest of the way on a very windy desert day. My face was red from the wind by the time I got back.
Picturesque sandy hills along the waySpotted this Volkswagen-sized rock……with a big hole in itAmerican Girl Mine – This is not how I pictured a mine at all. I guess I’ve seen too many movies but I picture a hole in the side of a mountain shored up with timbers. This looks like a quarry to me.Timidly peeking over the edge of AGM – I am scared of heights, a condition that is very inconvenient for a hiker.View from the other side of the mine, so I could see where I was peeking over.This is always a welcome sight after a long–or very windy–hike. (Is it just me or does it look like a toy?)We never did find out what was going on, but we routinely saw fires on the horizon. They were said to be in Mexico but we didn’t know what was burning.A very big moon seen from our camping spot on this day.
Just like they say, Texas is big, so it took a while to get from the eastern border to the western border, especially since I didn’t take the straightest route. So – more photos from Texas than from anywhere else (so far).
This fine piece of architecture houses the finest, high tech scale technologyHere is the finest, high tech scale technology Stopping seemed like a good idea. This is Lake Livingston in Texas.I drove a so-called scenic loop around the lake (it was anything but scenic) and ended up driving through a neighborhood. This guy was cute.I loved all the American flags on this house. Beautiful.There was only one who seemed mildly interested in the woman with the camera.The other Huntsville. I lived in the Alabama one for 19 years.I haven’t seen a lot of these where I’ve lived (Brahman)Ornate artwork on an overpassThey claim the very best milk shakes in Navasota, TX. I didn’t test the claim but I do like their holiday decoration.The homes along part of my Texas route were amazing.I couldn’t figure out this set up until I saw the “events” sign. Random sight along the road. Someone is a good artist.This would not be the job for me but I’m very glad someone does it.Interesting looking craneI don’t know what this very tall plant was, but it was pretty–especially blowing in the windThe entrances to these grand Texas homes were works of art themselves. I wanted to photograph all of them.Unusual tower up high on a hill. I think this was another event venue.I guess I like cows. Another species I don’t often see – Herefords.
I was so sad to just hear of the passing of comedic heroine, Betty White. She was one of a kind. I am a fan from way back in the Mary Tyler Moore days. Only recently, I discovered the (now cancelled) Hot in Cleveland series, which I then watched start to finish. The funniest thing I’ve seen, however, are bloopers from Hot in Cleveland. If you want some belly laughs, look for those on YouTube. I’m so glad we have many shows by which to remember Betty. She will be sorely missed.
More “retro” photos from the drive across the country. Clicking on each small photo produces a larger version. Each has a caption which is also easier to read with the enlarged photo versions. (If you can’t see it, click the “i” with a circle around it at the bottom right and/or scroll down).
I remember “Sinclairs” from my childhood. They’re still out there! I think this one was in Missouri, my home state.To me, this doesn’t seem to be the best placement for a driving range–right next to the highway. I’ll bet the odd good player could make it over that high fence.I believe this is national forest in Oklahoma. This was a beautiful drive up, up — and a very slow one for my little rig.View at the topBeautiful red sumac at the overlookI just thought this was a neat-looking house. Somewhere in OK or TXA closer view. It had XMas lights so I bet it was pretty at night, too.Different types of power poles. (I guess this falls under the category of “It doesn’t take much to interest me”.)Lake Livingston State Park. I visited/hiked here while I was waiting over the Tgiving holiday to finish my residency process.Lake Livingston State Park mossEver since I lived in Florida, I’ve been intrigued by mossPretty, in its own wayFall colorLots of pine trees whose needles fell and hung on lower trees and bushes. This was everywhere.More colorSome kind of vine all along these branches up very high. Don’t know if it was poison ivy or whatThis looks familiarIf there’s a wildflower in the vicinity, it will be captured by my cameraDon’t forget to look up! I love clouds.More hanging needlesA little bird observation building at the end of a boardwalk. Loved this.Great signage insideCornell – always a great resource for birdingDwarf Palmetto, I think. Correct me, if I’m wrongHurricane and insect impacts in the parkWhile I was hunting for the tax office, I saw this old type movie theater in downtown LivingstonI even spotted an big ol’ popcorn maker through one of the windows. (Mmm…I can smell it now). I would have loved going inside.
My previous camping location in California was enjoyable in many ways. Mostly warm days but cool in the evenings. The desert wind was a new experience that was–let’s just say not always enjoyable! I had never been in the desert before, so there were many new things to see. I got a lot of hiking in. (Click each photo for a larger version and to more easily read captions).
These little trees (bushes?) were everywhereLots of landscapes to see. Some, as in this shot, were man-made.Lots of mining in this area. This large wood structure was used to load rock onto trucks.My walking buddy and I bravely took this route up a nearby hill that had been mined in the past. (We are both acrophobic)View from a plateau near the top. The line of 4wd vehicles below give an idea of our elevation. (These tours came thru the area regularly. It’s a mecca for dune buggies and such).Broad view of a sprawling desert. Again, providing a perspective there is a many-car train in the distance. It looks like a toy from this vantage point.Unusual desert beauty Beauty that’s also pricklyOuch!Another view of the common tree/bush mentioned earlierA close-up shows more pricklyAnyone who knows me understands if there’s a wildflower anywhere in the vicinity, I have to get a photo.More desert beauty. And, yes, a closeup reveals thornsA common view: a sandy surface, a “wash” with a few green trees/plants, and stunning, rugged mountains in the distanceA prevalent resident which was a good reason for me to keep my Epi pen handy. (A video would have given a better “picture” but I didn’t stick around long enough for that).A fierce wild desert animal. Actually this is Cosmo, a new friend’s beautiful little dog. I can’t pronounce his breed, much less spell it.
I’m trying to capture the welcome sign for each state. My success has been marginal. (Sometimes, I’m a little busy). Eventually, I would like to have a record of having visited every state, so I’ll probably fill in the ones I know I’ve been to in the past.
I’ve also thought about driving or hiking to every state’s high point. That will take quite a while longer and will never be completed entirely, but I’d like to take a run at it.
Have any of you visited every state high point, with the possible exception of Alaska/Denali? With eight others above 13k, this would obviously still be a huge accomplishment.
As I progressed westward, I started seeing new limits. Wouldn’t you know that when I finally get the opportunity to drive faster, I can’t take advantage of it. : ) It’s best to keep my little rig at around 60mph. But that’s OK. I’m not in a hurry. I’m slowing down and enjoying the view!
When I was a child, I read the book “My Side of the Mountain” by Jean George. It’s about a pre-teen boy, “Sam Gribley”, who (amiably) leaves his family home to live in the woods on his own. This story always stuck with me, for some reason. Oddly, except for constantly playing outdoors and in all kinds of sports, I didn’t hike, camp, etc., growing up. My family was not into that (partially because we lived in the suburbs of a big city–at least during my growing-up years). But I’ve come to dearly love any time outside hiking, exploring, taking photographs, listening to music–or even driving. As I was going through all my belongings in preparation for going on the road, I found the book and read it through again. In some respects, it mirrors the adventure I’ve chosen to undertake. So far, I’m enjoying “my side of the adventure” very much. (Hmm, maybe that’s what I should have called my blog). [EDIT: I *did* change the name]