My daughters went to camp here for many years. We also went to family camp a number of times as well. It was down in a valley so the fog would often settle in pretty thick in the mornings.
The Cadillac Ranch is an art installation in an empty field west of Amarillo. We always try to stop there on our drives to California as sort of a pilgrimage.
Amazingly enough, this scene was out my back door in Glenpool, Oklahoma. But it was like nothing I had ever seen before and it led me to imagine it was on the savanna of Africa.
It was a perfect day for a marsh visit; cool, overcast, misty, and humid.
We had a tourist pass to a number of sites in Seattle, including 2 trips up the Space Needle. The girls weren’t interested in going a second time so I went by myself with my camera at dusk.
My family has a long history in the San Francisco Bay Area. I first went across the bridge when I was perhaps 11 or 12 years old to visit my cousin who lived in Marin County just to the north of it. I lived in SF and San Jose for a number of years and went over the bridge many times, walking and driving. This was a new view for me though. We took a ferry to Sausalito and Angel Island. I was able to see the bridge in relationship to the shore, hills and homes along the route in ways I had not seen before.
My daughter and I went to San Diego to pick up a car that my father was giving to us. On the drive home through Arizona we stopped at the National Park. Caitlin started her love affair with Cacti at that time.
A little known spot in the scheme of all the great national parks and monuments, Capulin Volcano is a perfect circular cone volcano that you can walk up. The view from the top, with nothing but flat land all around, was pretty spectacular.
One doesn’t have to go far from home in Oklahoma to see scenes like this. This spot was just about a mile from my old house.
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