Everyone has fears but not everyone’s fears are the same. One of my fears is of deer. Yes, those adorable woodland creatures with the big, beautiful eyes. But when they run across the road in front of you at 75 mph it’s not so beautiful.
So the other day we went to a deer farm to get to know them and learn their ways. I didn’t ask and didn’t want to know why they were on this farm, but I have a feeling that some of these girls are going to end up on a plate.
I realized after a while that wild deer aren’t trying to commit suicide by jumping in front of motorcycles and cars, they’re just trying to live their lives and have fun like everyone else.
Note to self: never tell the others about the farm.
At the Deer Farm 11/8/16
Maybe not so extreme but extremely cool. I took this photo of the steam engine at the Strasburg railroad station. RAW file converted in Lightroom with the B&W Creative-Antique Light preset, then resized in Photoshop. Seems like a lot of work doesn’t it?
Strasburg Railroad 10/5/16
So I’m riding around the back roads of Lancaster this morning looking for an old bicycle sign I remember seeing several years ago. After what seemed like an hour but was probably only 20 minutes, I finally found it. I don’t remember where it is exactly but if you want to see it just Google Weaver’s Bike Shop in Ephrata, PA.
An Amish woman on a bicycle rode by and gave me a really angry look, so I shot her (with my camera). My guess is that she was jealous that she had to pedal her old bike up and down the hills while I could do it on a motorcycle.
You can click on the thumbnail for a larger pic but you won’t be able to see her expression. Maybe that’s just how she normally looks. Maybe there’s something funny on the farm, who knows. Next time we’ll chat.
Weaver’s Bike Shop
This morning I did what I do every Sunday, take a quick shower and hop on my motorcycle. After a tremendous amount of iced coffee I decided to head down to the Conowingo Dam in Maryland.
This time of year there are very few bald eagles but plenty of weird turkey vultures. Do they eat only turkey you might ask? No, they eat cars! Click on the thumbnail to see the angry birds in all their glory. You can see part of the dam in the background.
These angry birds eat rubber and plastic for some reason, favoring car bumpers, windshield wipers, and if you’re not careful your motorcycle seat and gloves. One guy had a tarp over his truck near the hiking trail, but the others are going to have a very unpleasant surprise when they come back to the parking lot.
I headed up the hill and down to nearby Susquehanna State Park. There I saw something fabulous-a giant penis statue made of stone and brick. Click on the thumbnail to see a sharper shot.
Giant Penis Statue
Much to my surprise, this is actually not a giant penis statue at all. This is the Stafford Flint Furnace and is all that remains of the once thriving town of Stafford.
It just goes to show that nothing is what it seems. For example, on the way home I saw what I was sure were piles of leaves and stakes set up to burn witches. It turns out that they are really Amish tobacco plants drying in the sun, waiting for the farmers to get back to the fields tomorrow. Click on the thumbnail to see a better shot.
Although I’m glad I discovered that truth is not always stranger than fiction, I was a little disappointed that there would be no witch burning. You rarely see that these days.