Selections from a recent photo trip to the Wichitas.
In some cultures, the new year begins in the autumn. There is something to be said for that idea. Looking back at posts from Septembers previous, a theme emerges, one…
Scenes from two separate trips (in the same week) to The Wichita Mountains.
Related past entry here. Also here, here, here, and here.
And so, in keeping with prolonging last weekend’s westward trip as long as possible, why not a little trail adventure? We almost kept going, but Great Plains State Park was right there…
5 a.m. Saturday morning is a quiet place. A place before anyone else is awake, even the rooster down the hill, the one that crows at all hours regardless of…
Approaching the juncture of Highway 115 and 49 from the north, just to the west of Mount Scott, the land opens up into a sudden flat plain surrounded immediately on…
In the heat of the day, like some desert creature retreating out of the glare of the high sun, we had to stop, to refuel, to hydrate, to take a…
Have I ever mentioned that I am not a big hamburger eater? I’m not. It isn’t the flavor so much as the texture and more often than not they are…
Few things in the world are as at once beautifully calming and breathtakingly overwhelming a glimpse into the infinite as the view from a mountaintop. A selection of photos from our ride to…
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