When my wife and I got our first motor home, we would spent just about three weekend a month down by the ocean. My wife would work four days a week and ten hours a day 4/10’s. I would take the motor home down to the beach on Thursday morning and park it, then come back home. When she would get off of work we would loads up the dogs and us ,plus what ever else we needed – head for the beach. We would stay until Sunday afternoon then head for home ,which was only 45 miles away. We would do that almost three out of four week ends a month. We would love to watch the dolphins putting on a show for us or everyone else that was watching. The pelicans always fascinated me because they would always fly in formation. I would wonder how they came to the decision to who would lead the flock. The sea gulls would fly back and forth depending if someone was feeding them. They weren’t as much fun to watch as the pelicans or the dolphins. A couple of times we would saw a whale come by but he would be so far out that mainly all we could see was him spouting water. I don’t blame him, I spit that salty water out too.
I just loaded the parrot in for the look down part of this challenge and because he’s sharp in all of his grandeur.
This was the Civil War, Confederate Powder works, gun powder factory in Augusta, Georgia. It was built in 1861/62, after the war it was dismantled. The obelisk, chimney, was left standing as a monument to the Confederacy. The city of Augusta gave custody of the chimney to the Confederate Survivors Association.
In 1880 Sibley Cotton Mill was built on the same site as the powder works using most of the bricks from the powder works. It was one of the most successful cotton mills which operated up till closing in 2006
Everyone just getting in the water without a worry in the world.
I love this photo of my granddaughter swimming with the dolphin thinking this is the coolest thing ever. This was on her 11th birthday, she calls her million dollar birthday. If you haven’t noticed , I love my Granddaughter.
We were in Cheyenne, Wyoming awhile back for about a month. Nice place to spent some time, from there many places and thing to do are easy to get to from there.
One day I went to office depot to get something, I don’t even remember what it was. When I came out of the store there was a herd of goats on this little hill right next to a very busy road. I got my camera out and started shooting. Then I got to worrying what if they get out in the road. My heart stared racing as I was moving closer to the road . I was thinking maybe I could just shoo them back so they wouldn’t get ran over and killed. I kept shooting and running towards them. What I notice or appeared that there was no fence between the goats and the road. This made my heart almost pound out of my chest. I had to watch for traffic for my own safety. When I finally got over there I was out of breath. But I got it all on photos.
When I reached the other side of the road I realized that I was more worried than the goats where.
This picture explains why the goats didn’t seemed bothered. You can see by the blurriness that I was out of breath and couldn’t hold the camera still. Thank God nobody got hurt in this drama.
Saturday our grandson and a few of his friends came up to our place to go watch the boat races. The races did not start on time. We later found out it was an out law race. It was an unsanctioned race yet the people that organized it wanted all the racers to pay $ 75.00 dollars entry fee . That was voted down by the majority, the races never really got off the water [ground so to speak]. There were a few boats that blew off a little steam and they were great .
The reason I’m writing this post is because of the photography. When you go along on an outing like this you take your camera and take lots of pictures. The photos are usually not that significant, they are just good to look at and have memories. Once in awhile one of the photos speaks for it’s self. I’m going to show a few of those pictures.
That is some rooster tail.
That’s are grandson and one of his buddy’s .
From this photo you can see everyone is enjoying themselves.
The next picture speaks for it self. I don’t have to say a single word about it.
That is a moment in time that I always talk about that probably will never be duplicated again.
We all had a good time even if the races never got started. Hope you enjoy the photos.