Step back to a slower time. Location: Valle Crucis, NC
Category Archives: Fall
Blowing Rock Boulders Bachelor party for Zachary. Fresh from Boulder, CO and ready to be hitched, Zachary joins the WCC gang for some perfect early fall action. Way to rock the shirt for all your fans out there Zachary!
Once again, I’m experimenting with my GoPro camera mounted to my bike. This time, it’s clamped to the rear triangle of the frame. I have the camera set to take still photos every 2 seconds. On any given ride, I usually find that 98% of the shots are duds, but a few surprises often emerge....
Ready, set, go! It’s Saturday morning and I have two hours before the rest of the world needs me. Two hours to look for good light and see what unfolds. I’ll confess, I’ don’t have the patience to be a classical landscape photographer. I don’t usually set up shots before dawn and then wait for...
Snake Mountain is one of my favorite peaks in North Carolina. She’s rugged and off the beaten track. She’s moody and often shrouded in clouds. She may be small by western standards, but she can deliver a serious bite. A winter ascent might have you wading through waist deep snow with arctic wind blasts thrown...
It’s raining cats and dogs today, but nothing will keep Haines from his first day of school in Pre-K.
Tonight I was thumbing through I. Harding Hughes, Jr’s book, Valle Crucis, A History of an Uncommon Place. I like the Preface which records the words of the 1989 Valle Crucis Community Council: “The residents are fortunate to live where there is unsurpassed natural beauty and where exists a vibrant past and vigorous present. Those...
We loaded up the scooters, bikes, chairs, more chairs, and a picnic basket to enjoy a beautiful evening at Music in the Valle. It’s hands down the best free summer event in Watauga County. We enjoyed The Sixth Floor Trio until menacing clouds swept in and had everyone (including the musicians) fleeing for their cars....
It’s been a while since I’ve taken my camera out to see what’s going on in my neighborhood. A light valley fog seemed to be giving way to diffused light, so I jumped in my car and remembered why my little community is such a gift.
$2.00 at the dollar store has produced at least two major wars spanning three days in our driveway. The Yankees and Confederates have had their day, and now the Redcoats are getting stomped.
