On Saturday morning the five of us got up and had breakfast at the shop. Frank dropped by for a while in the morning and we had a chance to visit for a bit. The sun doesn't come up all that early at this late point in the season so our morning was somewhat leisurely. It doesn't really get light enough for shooting until around 9:00, and the frost needs to come off a bit to make things a little more comfortable. Court, Nigel, Gord, Mark and myself set out in the morning after breakfast. We headed down the valley to a large cottonwood grove. We stumbled on a couple of bowhunters that had been sitting in a blind, probably since before dawn. They didn't see anything and weren't upset at us for wandering into their area. We shot here for most of the morning and I think I got some good images of the big stately cottonwoods.
By about 1:30 Arturo and Gabor from the Monochrome Guild arrived in the valley. They had work commitments and were unable to join us for the entire weekend, but managed to make it out for the day. We met up with them and drove around a few backroads for a while. We stopped and photographed the timber derrick at the mine site near Rosedale, and then moved on to the Atlas Coal Mine at East Coulee. We photographed the tipple and the timber bridge. Some one has erected some sort of shrine at the north end of the bridge. There is a collection of driftwood stumps from the river that have been stood up in rows like fence posts. These are adorned with trinkets, almost like some sort of offering. There are bits of jewelry, stickers, stuffed animals, small statues, toys and other such junk hung all over the stumps. Not sure what that is all about.
By about 1:30 Arturo and Gabor from the Monochrome Guild arrived in the valley. They had work commitments and were unable to join us for the entire weekend, but managed to make it out for the day. We met up with them and drove around a few backroads for a while. We stopped and photographed the timber derrick at the mine site near Rosedale, and then moved on to the Atlas Coal Mine at East Coulee. We photographed the tipple and the timber bridge. Some one has erected some sort of shrine at the north end of the bridge. There is a collection of driftwood stumps from the river that have been stood up in rows like fence posts. These are adorned with trinkets, almost like some sort of offering. There are bits of jewelry, stickers, stuffed animals, small statues, toys and other such junk hung all over the stumps. Not sure what that is all about.
By the time we finished up here, the light was fading. We all headed back over to the shop and set up for an evening BBQ. We relaxed and visited and shared some beer, wine and fine scotch. After a meal of steak, baked potatoes, corn on the cob, and salads, the two day trippers packed up and headed back to the city. The rest of us stayed up for a while longer, and eventually turned in for the night.
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