In 1966, I spent two weeks at the end of this 7 mile long driveway at my great-uncle’s and great-aunt’s ranch. Until I was 15, I lived in the nearest city — North Platte, Nebraska. These days, we live in the Arkansas Ozarks — so many trees that you hardly ever have a great distance view.
Beautiful. Add a whole bunch of rocks..lots and lots of rocks…and you have some of the roads I travelled in Ireland. Oh, add some sheep or two. I much prefer travelling the backroads, as opposed to the main roads. Huh, sort of how I live my life too. Look where that pic took me. From a road into a ranch, to Ireland, to a philosophical discussion on how I lead my life. Well, they say a picture is worth a thousand words. *smile*
The neat thing about shots like this is that road could really lead to anywhere. Part of the appeal of images like this is that that road (in our mind’s eye at least) could lead to anywhere. Past that little hill could be a burgeoning metropolis, complete with flying cars. Or an enchanted forest. Anything could be there. We know it’s a ranch beyond that hill somewhere, but, from the photo evidence alone, it could really be any place we want to imagine.
@ Urban Panther - Thanks. Instead of sheep, they raise cattle — the kind of cattle many restaurants advertise as serving - Angus!
@ Natural - Thanks, it does look different in different seasons. Actually this was very, very green for the time of year and, though you can’t see them in this shot, there were a lot of wildflowers. The vegetation is normally brown in late summer.
@ dcr - Wow! Quite a perspective and, in its way, a very nice complement.
@ rummuser - It is awesome… and it’s firmly entrenched in my childhood memories. I don’t know about mystic experiences, though.
@ Cath - No we didn’t drive up in the RV. At that time we had a fifth wheel that we were pulling with a truck. We drove the truck out.
August 26th, 2008 at 9:56 am
Wow, that’s a whole lot of open space. I’m a little more used to seeing trees everywhere. Still, it’s a neat photo.
August 26th, 2008 at 10:04 am
In 1966, I spent two weeks at the end of this 7 mile long driveway at my great-uncle’s and great-aunt’s ranch. Until I was 15, I lived in the nearest city — North Platte, Nebraska. These days, we live in the Arkansas Ozarks — so many trees that you hardly ever have a great distance view.
August 26th, 2008 at 10:11 am
Beautiful. Add a whole bunch of rocks..lots and lots of rocks…and you have some of the roads I travelled in Ireland. Oh, add some sheep or two. I much prefer travelling the backroads, as opposed to the main roads. Huh, sort of how I live my life too. Look where that pic took me. From a road into a ranch, to Ireland, to a philosophical discussion on how I lead my life. Well, they say a picture is worth a thousand words. *smile*
August 26th, 2008 at 10:25 am
great shot, a lot can be done with it in different seasons. would love to see a bunch of flowers popping up all over the place
August 26th, 2008 at 12:11 pm
The neat thing about shots like this is that road could really lead to anywhere. Part of the appeal of images like this is that that road (in our mind’s eye at least) could lead to anywhere. Past that little hill could be a burgeoning metropolis, complete with flying cars. Or an enchanted forest. Anything could be there. We know it’s a ranch beyond that hill somewhere, but, from the photo evidence alone, it could really be any place we want to imagine.
August 26th, 2008 at 12:38 pm
That kind of landscape is awesome. You can have mystic experiences in such vast open spaces.
August 27th, 2008 at 12:35 pm
Hi Mike - That isn’t a driveway - it’s a lonnin’. Did you drive up there in the RV? It looks so narrow.
September 23rd, 2008 at 7:50 am
@ Urban Panther - Thanks. Instead of sheep, they raise cattle — the kind of cattle many restaurants advertise as serving - Angus!
@ Natural - Thanks, it does look different in different seasons. Actually this was very, very green for the time of year and, though you can’t see them in this shot, there were a lot of wildflowers. The vegetation is normally brown in late summer.
@ dcr - Wow! Quite a perspective and, in its way, a very nice complement.
@ rummuser - It is awesome… and it’s firmly entrenched in my childhood memories. I don’t know about mystic experiences, though.
@ Cath - No we didn’t drive up in the RV. At that time we had a fifth wheel that we were pulling with a truck. We drove the truck out.