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Continuing my documentation of our summer camping trip, here are exterior photos of the Sumpter Valley Dredge. Interior photos will follow soon. The dredge used 72 one-ton buckets to scoop rock and gravel from the bottom of the Powder River in Oregon. Inside, the rock was separated by size in steel cylinders, until the smallest particles were washed in sluices to extract the gold.
I think that these buckets onboard HMS Victory were meant to be fire buckets during battle, but I'm not sure. Either way, with their lovely black lustre, they are very eyecatching. Shame they're at such an awkward height to photograph!
Garden Project - Day 65
In general I'm very pleased with this project. For some reason the plugs in the left tube have a much higher death rate than the right tube, which is doing quite well. Not sure if it's an issue of sun, plug health, drainage, or what.
The upside-down tomato in the bucket is also doing surprisingly well considering it was on the brink of death when I stuck it there. It's grown large new branches that all curve back up towards the sun. I recently replaced the wire that was initially used to susped the bucket with chain and a caribiner so that I can rotate the bucket every few days.
The lettuce in the buckets below have been prolific - we can't eat salads fast enough!
We look dimly at the past trying to imagine living in a different time and a different place.
The ghost of Bodie, California was a bustling gold mining town in 1879 with a population of about 10,000 and was second to none for wickedness badmen, and “the worst climate out of doors.” One little girl, whose family was taking her to the remote and infamous town wrote in her diary: “Goodbye God, I’m going to Bodie.” Perhaps this same girl used this well as she looked out on this place. I hope she found it to be a wishing well and found all her dreams.
10/25/2014 A bucket of juvenile fish netted from Steeplechase Pier. Kodak Ektar 100. Canon A-1. Canon FD 50mm 1:1.4.
well, um, sort of :)
I thought it looked like a bit like a constellation in there ...
PS : see how it's getting darker already ?!
Dredge Buckets by Tina Pfeiffer. Gold Dredge, Sumpter, Oregon, June 2007.
Our travels took us to the eastern side of Oregon to explore the ghost towns of the gold rush days! At the height of the gold rush, Sumpter was a thriving community known as the Queen City that sat atop "the mother lode" of ore. Today the dredge has been preserved as a historical site and is being restored by private funding for tourists to visit in the spring and summer months.
Please view the other images in this series!
My neighbor's bucket truck has seen better days. Life on the Oregon coast is taking its toll. The let me use it once when I had to paint a soffit on my two story house. Scary as hell. But it was better than a ladder.
The colors in this shot turned out better than I expected. Looks like a pile of abandoned paint buckets and what looks like a bbq grill. The lighting does a lot for this one.
Premiere performance of Fish Wives by Gemma Marmalade at the Ceri Hand Gallery Summer Fete. London. Saturday 17 August 2013
bucket sitting on our deck half full of dirt and water, dumped out the water and founs that algae had only grown where the light could get through