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Late summerA break from travel photos. Late summer in the White Mountains of Maine.
A damp day on Deer Hill overlooking Cold River Valley in New Hampshire.
Deer Hill Spring
South and North Baldface (in New Hampshire) from the "Airfield" at the Stone House property.
The waterfall in Rattlesnake Gorge.
The upper part of Rattlesnake Gorge (above the bridge). Route 66 MO-OKSome of my travels paralleled Route 66 or actually involved driving on it. In Cuba, Missouri there was the Wagon Wheel Motel and murals.
There was the giant rocking chair west of Cuba.
Just west of Wellston, Oklahoma on an old part of Route 66 is this old iron bridge. A Route 66 guide book pointed out the bridge, but it is very easy to miss. In the upper right are the blooms of a mimosa tree.
And ruins of an old gas station between Luther, OK and Arcadia, replete with flowers in the window box.
Back in Arcadia, Oklahoma is the restored Round Barn.
The upstairs may be rented out for events. Pop, as in soda-popRoute 66 is known for its unique roadside attractions and Arcadia, Oklahoma does not disappoint. Friends treated me to a visit to Pop's, the name also displaying American regional dialect differences. This purveyor of pop, or soda as it is called back east, has bottles from around the world on its shelves. We are talking Brazil, Australia, and even Moxie and Capt'n Eli's from Maine.
Just feast your eyes on those backlit bottles. No, those are for display only. Buy yours from the cooler or shelves. $2.19 a pop, as it were, except for a few certain specials.
And the giant Pop bottle itself for thirsty Route 66 travelers to see.
We narrowed purchases down to this selection and returned home for a pop-tasting replete with borrowed vintage shot glasses. From left to right: Bundasberg, a very fine peach favored by all; Leninade, who could resist the communist soda with its Cyrillic label; a cherry cola unliked by all; Dr. Pepper with real sugar; Izze peach, need I say more?; Fentiman's excellent Curiosity Cola; maybe it was the Hippo soda that was distasteful; Cream Soda for those who like it; Moxie for the very few who can even though they aren't from Maine; and a sweet Brazilian fruit soda. Plenty to refresh on an Oklahoma summer day. OKC banjoMay I quote Mr. Charles M. Schulz? "[Charlie Brown speaking] 'And I conclude my report by offering this suggestion...' 'As soon as a child is born, he or she should be issued a dog and a banjo..' 'Ma'am? That's right.. a family of eight.. eight dogs and eight banjos..' 'Yes, ma'am .. we're talking happiness here!'" This is from a clipping that may (or may not) be found here. Is there such a thing as too much happiness:
Friends (you may ask if real friends would do such a thing) brought me to the Banjo Museum in OKC. Can you imagine? Indulge me for this post at least, if you would.
Mr. Scruggs, of course.
Two different types of D-tuners.
An opening back resonator for adjusting volume. Yes, I know, don't say it.
The very valuable Gibson.
A Gibson Florentine amongst the highly ornate styles.
I would call it a banjo-laika.
Pete Seeger-style long-necks
The workshop?
A beautiful current ornate model. Thanks for your patience, I might have it out of my system now. They do have a shop and even a couple of lower-end Deerings for the public to try in the front. It has been years, so my attempts were not for public consumption.
All photos taken with the Fuji XF-1, often through plexiglass display cases. bad lunch?The blog has been rather quiet lately since I have been involved with a private project and staying in the outdoors. There has been some time for travels and I'll start posting from those more by subject than chronologically.
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