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I first stumbled over this derelict train station a decade ago, getting to know the winding back roads and secret side streets in my corner of the world. It was a honeymoon exploration, getting out every afternoon for a month with Susy, digging up new sights we could share. It felt good to make memories together, instead of just showing her what I'd already seen closer to home. We spent all our monetary wedding gifts chasing this emotion, trying every little restaurant that seemed half-decent, and picking roads at random. I'd never been happier than those wild days. But it was years before I recaptured that kind of freedom, and could afford to define my life by adventure – the way I'd always wanted. That feeling kept me going through static passage, doing different jobs and building an audience, finally saving up for my own car to connect the dots on maps again. I'd been so long borrowing a vehicle, hiking, biking or hitching a ride, that I'd forgot the depth of independence. When it slips your grip for a while, getting it back feels waking from a good dream, and finding reality is better. Now I get restless without a tale to tell; staring out the window doesn't do it for me anymore. It's only ever been money holding me back. But if you've got gas in the car and a few free hours, don't let it be lack of will.
December 27, 2021
Hantsport, Nova Scotia
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ALTUS AIR FORCE BASE, Okla. – U.S. Air Force C-17 Globemaster III cargo aircraft loadmasters from the 58th Airlift Squadron prepare a C-17 for 80 paratroopers from the Texas Army National Guard, Bergstrom Airport, in Austin, Texas Jan. 23, 2015. Two C-17 crews from Altus AFB participated in a joint exercise with Soldiers from the 1st Battalion, 143rd Infantry Regiment in a static line jump to meet qualifications for loadmasters and paratroopers. (U.S. Air Force photo by Airman 1st Class Nathan Clark/Released)
This was my little room at Pence Springs. No TV, just a static-y radio, a sink, a phone, and some tables. The bathroom connected with my neighbor, but there were private rooms as well. The "peep holes" installed on the outside of the door to spy on inmates when it was a prison were reversed so the hotel patron could look out. :)
Years ago, I did a field school project for school where I visited historic spring-based resorts in Southern West Virginia and wrote recommendations on how to best use, preserve, and promote these historic resources (most of them underused, with the exception of the Greenbrier.) Some of the other students had other projects in the area, so we all traveled down together.
We stayed at Pence Springs, a historic resort with a fantastic history. The resort started out as a place for people to enjoy the healing spring waters, fell on hard times during the depression, became an all-girls boarding school, and when that too failed, became a WOMEN'S PRISON, which it remained for many years. When that closed, it was abandoned for a very long time, until it was rescued and restored, back into a resort. It was bought and sold a few times. Alas, now the (huge) property has been split up, and the hotel building itself is a private boarding school, no trespassing!
This makes me very upset, because I can truly say it was one of the nicest, most beautiful, most relaxing, fantastic experiences I have ever had, and it breaks my heart that I can't go stay there again.
Oh, by the way, I did try the water while I was there. It was very sulfurous, but I would say it was slightly invigorating! They had a cooler in the lobby that was filled with water from the spring for patrons to drink/try.
See the rest of my pics from this wonderful place!: flickr.com/photos/nessachan/tags/pencesprings/
Take dust off your film with radioactivity!
It's not quite as scary as it sounds, as the Polonium isotopes used here are alpha emitters—particles stopped by a sheet of paper or your skin's outermost layer of dead cells. These are another product that's still around in 2021.
The downside is that Polonium-210 has a half-life of just 4 months or so, meaning that mine with its 1980 date code is definitely doing nothing.
Static electricity makes this dillweed stand up and defy gravity as it sticks to this measuring spoon.
Photo by Daniel M. Reck. Purchase at 500px Art.
Who's the boy you like the most
Is he teasing you with underage?
Could he be waving from a tropical sunset?
Static silhouette somehow
Single in his bed someday
Quiet till it falls, falls, falls
Rome, Rome, Rome, Rome
Focus looking forward the colosseum
Oh no! What did I say? What can I say?
Rome, Rome, many tears have fallen here
I'll be driving, you look the other way
It ain't easy to ignore
When your shutters are open all the way
When it's candlelight I see I go insane
Distant silhouette somehow
We shared a cigarette somewhere
Addict till it falls, falls, falls
Rome, Rome, Rome, Rome
Focus looking forward the colosseum
Oh no! What did I say? What can I say?
Rome, Rome, many tears have falling here
I'll be driving, you look the other way
Always and forevermore
I call to say I'm on the way
2000 years remain in a trash can
Let burn the cigarette somewhere
Ashes till it falls, falls, falls
I stand outside under broken leaves
I know I can't do without
The future's trying to wait
I've never loved you
And if I loves you
I wouldn't say that I'm sorry oh no
I stand outside under broken leaves
Always and forevermore
We're together dead and lonely
I thought I couldn't do this without you
Single in his bed somewhere
Ashes till it falls, falls, falls
Best viewed large. The flooded banks of the Seine didn't prevent the Parisians from enjoying a cold but sunny weekend !
Part of "A stroll in Paris"
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The Genesee river flows over 3 spectacular falls in Letchworth state park, including the middle falls shown in this photo. This falls is 107 feet in height.
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Letchworth State Park, NY - September 16, 2009