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Sand Creek Windmill
Robert McCune
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I put this and two other non-art photos in the gallery, thinking some of you might find them interesting examples of the backroad driving Maggie and I experience in our Ranch Country photo shoots. They're not offered for sale, of course. The anecdotal text is from a journal I keep when in-the-field.
This is in northeast California, a mile or so from the state-line of Nevada; a vast area of open grazing land bordering the two states. Forested range of mountains to the west (in the photo), and low hills nearby to the east marking the Nevada state-line.
Just before sundown - shortly after arriving in the area - I coaxed Maggie and Shih Tzu Murph out the side door of SHADOW CATCHER for a posed shot under the windmill. “Snakes, here I come!” she called out.
Late that night. Not a star visible in the darkened sky. Faint light of two far-off small towns reflect off a solid, low overcast; one town directly north 20 miles or so, and the other northwest of where we are at the windmill.
Maggie and Murphy are on port-side bunk, both sound asleep. It's so quiet! No wind at all and temperature a surprising 50 degrees inside the van. (No heat inside the van unless engine is running).
3:45 a.m. Stepped outside a few moments. A completely cloudless sky now, horizon-to-horizon. A single shooting star low to the north, its path flashing in the sky a second. Two seconds? 38 degrees inside van now. Close to freezing outside.
Saturday a.m. The plan is to make camp late that afternoon across the state-line in Nevada. Then spend four days in the northwest region of that state. Map shows that in a 100 square mile area, there’s maybe 100 miles of paved road; the rest being dirt road of a condition that sometimes requires stopping and giving further progress in that direction serious thought.
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