It seems I am on a Long Beach, WA kick, so let’s keep going with it, shall we? Here is a pinhole image taken on Halloween of last year. We stumbled on some old, broken down, carnival rides on the edge of town.
Camera: Terrapin Bijou
Film: Ektar 100
Exposure time: 5 seconds
On March 1st I am going to start another “100 days” blogging project. I have some really fun things planned for the next few months so I thought this would be a good time to do this project. In anticipation, I updated my blog template. It’s been a couple of years and I decided it needed a facelift. This theme depends on featured photos to help tell the story of the blog post, so it will be fun to dig through my archives to add photos to my daily blatherings. Or take new photos accompany the daily post.
I thought I’d warm up by posting a Friday photo. Here is another one I took at Marsh’s Free Museum last October. These guys were sitting next to the kitties.
Camera: Olympus OM1n
Film: Arista.edu 400
Development: Stand developed for 1 hour in Adonal.
We visited Marsh’s Free Museum (Long Beach, WA) around the end of October last year and I had my Olympus Om1n with me so I snapped some shots of the silly trinkets they sell there to tourists. Here is one of them. I was told by a couple of people that this photo is creepy. Which kind of leaves me wondering if there is something severely wrong with me because I don’t find it creepy at all. But then, I was the kid who was fascinated with Jake The Alligator Man and treasured a postcard of him, which I also showed-and-telled at school. So yeah. I am one of those people.
Sunset at Long Beach, WA.
I witnessed the most amazing sunset Saturday evening. It had been raining hard all day. It was dark and dreary and depressing. So when I looked outside and saw this view I had to go outside and experience the splendor. It was raining though. A light sprinkling as I watched the sun make its glorious appearance between the clouds and the horizon.
I love sunsets. You might know this by now if you have read this blog for any length of time. You might have heard this before. I will say it again. I love them. And I love them especially when they are at the beach. It is a religious experience to watch the sunset at the ocean.
An interesting thought occurred to me recently. Not very many people get to see the sun setting at the ocean. I get to because I live near the Pacific Ocean. How many other oceans face West? Obviously there are a few. But it suddenly occurs to me that this wonderful experience can only be experienced in certain places, the Pacific Ocean being one of those places. I am very grateful that I get to experience it.
When we went to Santa Cruz last weekend I really wanted to watch the sun set at our old beach, Seabright. We kept ourselves busy until that magic hour and then we drove down to our favorite beach. As we drove I realized that it wasn’t going to happen. I had forgotten that Santa Cruz is an anomaly. It is situated on the north end of the Monterrey Bay and so when you look toward the water you are looking south, not west. And sometimes, because of the way the coastline is, when you are looking at the water you look East. It is very odd and will completely confuse your senses when you are there. So I missed the sunset that evening and I was sad.
Santa Cruz had some pretty killer sunrises though. I used to run on the beach every morning and I was lucky to be able to see the sun rise over the ocean. Which is just as amazing as watching the sun set. Maybe even more so because there are fewer people around so you share it with a small group of crazy people like you who get up at an ungodly hour.
Image by Dunechaser via Flickr
Stoked! Raf and I will be going to Cape Disappointment (on the Washington coast) next week while i will be on vacation. I think I might see if we can stay a night in Long Beach, as well.
I have fond memories of Long Beach. We stayed there when I was a kid. I remember visiting Marsh’s Free Museum and seeing the Jake, the Alligator Man. I was totally fascinated by this horrific thing. So fascinated that I bought a postcard that featured the alligator man and brought it to show-and-tell at school the next week. God. It embarrasses me to think about what my teacher must have thought of me when I brought in a picture of this totally horrific looking creature in to school to show all of the other children.