Before my mom and dad passed away, they lived in Atascadero, along the Central Coast of California. I would visit often and always made a long weekend of it. My favorite time of year was spring because the drive home could be a bonanza of photographic opportunities.
This time, I was driving along highway 58 and saw this windmill. I have driven by it many times and always refer to it as the Highway 58 Windmill.
I stopped and took a lot of images, none of which I was happy with. Being new to photography at the time, I thought I’d try some slow shutter speeds and took some shots. I realized that I was onto something. Finally, I zoomed in on just the vane and got this shot.
I have stopped time after time and tried to get a better shot, but none of them since compare to what I already have. I like it because the actual vane is sharp and in focus, but the “propeller” shows nice movement.
Driving southbound down Highway 395 from Lava Bed National Monument, headed west toward Lassen National Park, I was looking for a two lane road that would (maybe) shorten my trip. I found this gem. It did shorten my trip, but it was a road through ranch country and just went straight for what seemed like EVER!
I really don’t mind long mindless trips. It gives me the chance for some interpersonal communication and on this road, I didn’t have to worry about traffic. I got to spend almost two hours with myself.
Somewhere in the middle of this introspective I realized that the road might make a good shot. So I stopped the car. In the middle of the road. It wasn’t like I was going to hold anyone up or block traffic.
I tried several different compositions, both vertical and horizontal, and this is the one that I like best. I kept thinking that I’d have liked some clouds in the picture, but I realized that the desolation is enhanced by the empty sky. And after driving on it for over an hour and what appeared to be more hours to go, it truly did seem to be a road to nowhere