BroJoe patiently watches the light from several favorite spots along the edge of the Nags Head Woods. Perhaps he was waiting for the golden orange of the sunset to tiptoe across the darkening waters of the Roanoke Sound.
He must have a whole portfolio of photos of this tree with the roots not just holding the tree up, but balancing it, too. The light is always shifting, so the photos are all different.
There is another tree that he likes, too. This one, where the clouds seem to mimic the tree branches.
Wonder what he’s trying to capture?
Ahhh. . . nice catch!
Between Christmas and New Year’s, BroJoe headed to Indiana to check on the Indianapolis contingent of the family. Going from Nags Head to Anyplace USA is quite a haul. This one was, according to Google, about a 12 1/2 hour drive.
If one stops at Tamarack, a showplace of thousands of one-of-a-kind handcrafted items made by West Virginians, the extra hours added to the journey are well worth it. Just as the state claims, it truly is The Best of West Virginia.
Also, since BroJoe’s previous trips to Utah sparked an interest in petroglyphs, when he drove into southern Ohio and saw a directional sign to the Leo Petroglyphs, he made a U-turn and began his search by hiking what is said to be one of the most beautiful trails in Ohio
Hard to disagree with a scene like this.
The petroglyphs in this area are believed to have been made by the Fort Ancient Culture, who lived in the area from about 1000AD to 1650AD. They’re so much more than simply drawings and they are fascinating in their detail.
Here are two that BroJoe photographed:
Had not the Ohio Historical Society authenticated these, I’d be wondering whether it was the Pope or the Pillsbury Doughboy who’d passed through the area.
BroJoe is still spending time around the Nags Head Woods. As he says, “It’s amazing out there!”
Anyone want to argue?
I do have a question though: Do beach bears hibernate?
Two views, one island today.
BroJoe caught the sun setting over the Pamlico sound yesterday evening and the sun rising over the Atlantic Ocean today.
Sunrise over Nags Head Pier.
Set sun, looking over Pamlico Sound toward Manteo.
The Outer Banks are so narrow (3 miles at the widest point) that it’s possible to see both from the same vantage point. BroJoe likes to get up close, so there is nothing between him and the sun but water.
Ever hear of this place?
On the west side of this barrier island where most folks head for the sunny beaches is a surprising area called Nags Head Woods. Bounded on the east by the sand dunes, this area is a protected ecological treasure of over 1,400 acres owned and operated by the Nature Conservancy. It is under both local and national protection. Deciduous trees, migratory birds, freshwater ponds, and marine life offer some explanation as to how a thriving community was once able to exist there in the 1800’s. Gravesites, home foundations. . . bits of history can still be seen.
Beautiful shots! Now let’s see some of those large, ancient trees in the woods.
Looks like there are no more pictures forthcoming today.
He does seem to be well-balanced though. Mother would be pleased.
BroJoe checks out things at Lake Mattamuskeet occasionally and this building which looks like a lighthouse, but isn’t, is one of his favorite subjects to photograph there. That original photograph was taken in December, after the leaves had fallen. It still looks green and timeless because of all the pines.
Here’s how it appears in autumn.
Don’t ask what this next one is. He took it during his flight to Utah recently.
He explained it with a Rod Serling quote: It may be said with a degree of assurance that not everything that meets the eye is as it appears.
Sterling was frustrated by the censorship of anything deemed controversial in his scripts, including war, race, and social justice. In one instance, censors removed a shot of the Chrysler Building because the show was sponsored by Ford.
One of the screenwriter, playwright, producer, most famous comments was:
It is difficult to produce a television documentary that is both incisive and probing when every twelve minutes one is interrupted by twelve dancing rabbits singing about toilet paper.
If you want to watch some of those deliciously eerie Twilight Zone episodes, they’re still running in the twilight zone of cable TV.
I’ve been thinking about joining T.V. Watchers Anonymous, but I can’t figure out what channel it’s on.
– Melanie White
Here are more photos from BroJoe’s trip to hike in Utah. He also included some photos of him (back view) climbing the rocks, but we won’t go there. Let’s stick with splendor.
Some of the fascinating Indian Rock Art of Utah dates back more than a thousand years. The newest is probably from the 1600’s. The drawings (or paintings) were used as a form of communication and tell the social history of the area.
(Please don’t take it as disrespect, but I can’t help from mentally titling this one: THE TWO UTES. My Cousin Vinny has ruined me.)
Canyonlands National Park
Indian Rock Art at MOAB (Fascinating!)
Indian Grain Bin, Canyonlands National Park
Bridal Falls, Provo Utah
La Sal Mountains
Potash Road, Moab
That’s all, Folks
Correction: THIS is the End!!!