Lower Crab Creek Road

Lower Crab Creek

Shot with the G9 and then altered in Lightroom.

My photo for Worldwide Pinhole Day

Lower Crab Creek Road, Washington State 4/27/14

Worldwide Pinhole Day was a great success (I only speak for myself since I have no idea how anyone else feels about it). We drove to Eastern Washington and took photos along the Lower Crab Creek Road, which is located in the Channeled Scablands. If you've never seen the Scablands and you live in Washington, you should change that right away. They are beautiful, geological wonders that were created by the great Missoula floods which took place in the range of 13,000 - 18,000 years ago.

The weather was incredibly beautiful on Sunday. Blue skies and big poofy clouds that created interesting plays of light and shadow on the landscape. I took the image above using my Zero Image pinhole camera and TMAX 400 film. You can see the piece in the Pinhole Day gallery. It looks surprisingly good for an online gallery. If you go there and then search for photos from Washington State, you can see works by other pinholes, including my friend, Karen Howard.

Wander around the gallery site a bit and you might get the inspiration to join us next year for Pinhole Day.

Gone

Not many things seem quite as forlorn as the remains of a house. This is a stark example of a "lost" home on the Lower Crab Creek Road near Beverly. There was a bit of detritus lying on the ground - a woman's shoe, tin cans, glass, rusty bits of things. Close to this was another foundation but it didn't have as much "structure" as this one did - just a few pieces of cement in a low-lying grid pattern. I don't know what the history of habitation on this road was - no one lives there now as far as I can tell.

Gone

At one point along the road I saw a "ghost house" in the distance, but it was too far away to photograph well. I did find the remains of a bridge but couldn't tell what lay on the other side through the brush.

Bridge remains, Lower Crab Creek Road

There are some farmed fields, birds and plenty of hunters on a November Saturday morning, but it's predominantly an empty, beautiful place.