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Protected One
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right rear, plane taking off from McCarran airport.
Bullseye 2620
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St. Augustine Lighthouse, it's supposed to be haunted.
Took the second picture from inside looking up on the last landing from the top. It really is haunted. May have to click the pic to see it.
Took the second picture from inside looking up on the last landing from the top. It really is haunted. May have to click the pic to see it.
Bullseye 2620
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St. Augustine Lighthouse, it's supposed to be haunted.
That's some awesome use of available light, sir.
Impossible to get that in one image.
Had to take one exposed just for the light, and another exposed for everything else. Masked and merged in photoshop.
A good tripod, and cable release were handy.
Thank You!
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This is what remains of Doc Foster's service station in the old neighborhood. In the 50s, some of us hung out here to watch Doc work on cars. The service bays smelled of grease and sweat, rubber and oil, and the sharp steely odor of old tools. It wasn't called City Auto Repair back then, and there was no such thing as auto "inspections". It was just Doc's, a home away from home for some kids.
We'd sit around on wooden soft drink cases drinking five-cent Cokes in those little glass bottles and eating cheese crackers or whatever other junk food we could get our little kid hands on. Sometimes we'd clean customers' windshields while they got gas.
We were wrapped up in our innocent little world back then. All some of us wanted to do was grow up and have our own service station like Doc.
We had no inkling of the monster that would be laying in wait for a lot of us in the late sixties.
This photo will enlarge if you click on it.
We'd sit around on wooden soft drink cases drinking five-cent Cokes in those little glass bottles and eating cheese crackers or whatever other junk food we could get our little kid hands on. Sometimes we'd clean customers' windshields while they got gas.
We were wrapped up in our innocent little world back then. All some of us wanted to do was grow up and have our own service station like Doc.
We had no inkling of the monster that would be laying in wait for a lot of us in the late sixties.
This photo will enlarge if you click on it.
Got kinda hot on our camping trip yesterday.
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THE PILGRIM
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Smoking a Victor Sinclair Triple Corojo Toro cigar on a camping trip. You can't see the beer here.
RobertJ.
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The Sevier River, Big Rock Candy Mountain, May 2010.
I wonder where that water is today 9 years later?
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