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Bald Bachelors

From Mount Bachelor (barely visible by the way), to the Fall River, to the outskirts of sage country, dad and I surely know how to make the rounds.

There were also few bald bachelors (bald eagles, and not all that far from Mount Bachelor), who also caught the attention of our inquiring eyes.

Hope you enjoy.

Swaying and crackling with the first frost.

Recycling done right. Makeshift coffee cup.

Bald and Bold.

Beau and I carved our names on this bench back when we were like 15. No joke. We were freezing to death, with a light snow falling all over and around us, I remember shivering nonstop. We were waiting for his parents to pick us up. One of our many trips to the Fall River, and by the end of the day all we could think about was food, primarily barbecued ribs. Remember that Beau? Kasey’s Texas Style Barbecue. “Just call me Teddy.”

What’s left of it.

No spring chicken.

Red Wings viewpoint.

“There you are! What are you doing way up there?”


Posted by idigphotography on November 7, 2011
4 Comments Post a comment
  1. 11/7/2011

    Wow! Sweet pictures Paul. Nothing more magnificent that the Bald Eagle.

  2. 11/7/2011

    Thanks man. It was a good day, very chilly though!

  3. 11/8/2011
    Lucy Escobar

    Thank you for sharing all your great pictures.

    Your FAN,


  4. 11/8/2011

    Thank you Lucy!

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