Photography: More Hidden Features

As always, click on any image to see it full-sized. CTRL-click will open the image in a separate browser tab. The satellite image includes a pale blue dashed line to approximate the path I took; the circle is the target area for the hike.

I stopped in the powerline clearing to shoot the canyon from Tuesday’s hike, but from the other side. The camera doesn’t show the perspective that well, as it’s a steep drop in front of me. I’m standing on the crest of a high, steep ridge. Behind me in the image is an arm of the lake and a section of new road is visible, as is the scars from heavy equipment running up the far ridge beyond that. Just south of this open ridge above my canyon was the target area. I dodged through some heavy foliage and popped out into a large exposed bedrock formation, the far end of the ridge as it tapers off. I stood my water bottle in the scene to indicate scale. This thing was quite extensive and I felt it merited at least two shots to show its character.

After trudging back out, I got my bike from the underbrush where I stashed it and managed to ride it back out onto the road. I had come in from NW, which meant taking Sooner Road most of the way. For me return trip, I headed east out to Post Road. This was probably the last of our unseasonably warm days as a cold front heads our way, due in the early morning hours tomorrow. So while I rode in just a t-shirt and shorts, it’s likely I’ll have to change my costume for a while.

One of the nostalgic landmarks on my way home was this old Target store being torn down. It was built some forty years ago and was one of their larger stores; at the far end was a Westlake-Ace Hardware. That “Westlake” business means it’s a very large store with a particular range of inventory. Both of them moved out sometime within the past decade. A medical company almost bought it as-is for some use, but one day last week the fences suddenly appeared. This week workmen began dismantling the thing. The memories of shopping there go back into my teens.