In Retrospect: Laughlin NV

Prompts and Challenges

Riverside Hotel and Casino
Laughlin NV
March 31, 2012
5:03 pm

Laughlin is another gambling town in Nevada on the Colorado River, about 2 hours southeast of Las Vegas. The area where the casinos are is not even as long as half a Las Vegas city block. We pass the outskirts of Laughlin (and its sister city on the opposite shore, Bullhead City AZ) whenever we head to Kingman. For us, there is no other reason to go as we don’t gamble.

Riverside Hotel and Casino
Laughlin NV
March 31, 2012
6:30 pm

At the time of this shoot, Lynn and I were not yet married. She was in Illinois, acting as caregiver during her mother’s final days. Bored, I hopped into the car one afternoon and drove out to practice night shooting. I didn’t think these shots were very good at the time so they languished in my archives till just last night, when I decided to try some lightroom editing on them. Truth be told, I used On1 to add clouds, Lightroom for cropping and color correcting, and Topaz for additional toning and sharpness. I kinda like what I came up with.

Riverside Hotel and Casino
Laughlin NV
March 31, 2012
7:11 pm

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Letter A

Prompts and Challenges

Cee’s new challenge is what she calls Alphabet with a Twist and it will run for 26 weeks (presumably due to the fact that there are 26 letters in the English alphabet).

“This week”, Cee directs, “is Letter A – Needs to start with the letters Ap.  For example some words you can use are apple, apron, applaud, ape, appendage, appliance, etc.  You can always use adjectives and adverbs with a specific topic just make sure you give us the word that fits the requirements of this challenge”.

Did I ever mention that I am not very good at following directions? Maybe that’s why I never buy anything from IKEA. The last time I put together one of their desks, it came together looking like a bookshelf! But I digress. So, anyway, here’s my submission to this first week’s challenge. “The letter A – needs to start with ap”!

Chow
By King Ruck 2015
August 12, 2017

A puppy. Get it? Ap? (Did I mention I’m not good at taking directions?) My apologies to anyone who thinks perhaps I stepped over the line to actually cheating. But Cee also said “Use your imagination for this theme.  The thing is to have a lot of fun with this challenge.”

And that’s all I’m doing, having a lot of fun!

(King Ruck is a former graffiti artist who has made a smooth transition to tattooing. He went from bombing and painting on walls and building his reputation as a respected graffiti artist, to owning two of the premiere tattoo shops in Las Vegas. The nickname “King” was given to him by his mentors because of the dues he paid as a graffiti artist and “Ruck,” which is short for Ruckus, was the main name he used while getting up on walls. King Ruck is known for his fine lines, smooth grays and attention to detail but really enjoys the bold lines and bright colors as well and jumps at every chance he gets to do so. – from Spike TV’s Tattoo Masters website)

Look… Up In The Sky…

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Ferguson’s Spells Fun
Las Vegas NV
August 12, 2017

Yeah, I know. You were expecting images of the Perseids meteor shower from the past weekend. Well, so was I. I researched all day Saturday on what settings to use on my camera and even downloaded the app for the Fuji remote. Lynn had spent the day out at Lake Mead on a boat. At 8:30 pm she called me and said to pick her up around 10 and we’d head out to Mojave National Preserve- far enough away from Las Vegas that light pollution would not be a major concern. But by the time we got out there, the moon was already up and you couldn’t even see the Milky Way.

Draw Back Your Bow
Las Vegas NV
August 12, 2017

We parked along the Cima Kelso Road and sat for awhile. We saw nothing save for a lone rabbit and a few field mice. We drove over to the Kelso train station to see if I could get a nice night shot of it. But the building was not really lit up well. So we drove a bit on Kelbaker Road and parked again. And waited. Still nothing. I asked Lynn if she wanted to wait some more or head on home. She didn’t answer.

She had fallen asleep.

Elvis Sl pt Here
Las Vegas NV
August 12, 2017

I got out of the car and found a bush and, while standing there, saw two quick streaks of white light in the sky. When I got back in the car, Lynn was awake and I told her what I had seen. We both got out of the car and stood for about 5 minutes and…, nothing. She didn’t believe me.

Going Up
Las Vegas NV
August 12, 2017

We got home at 3:37 am and fell asleep probably even before falling into bed. Lynn woke up Sunday morning around 6:30 to let the dog out. She let me sleep in.

High Society
Las Vegas NV
August 12, 2017

All images were taken between 5:30 pm and 6:20 pm Saturday afternoon in the Fremont Street area on Las Vegas Blvd. The signs are on loan from the Neon Boneyard, except for the Ferguson’s and Travelers signs, which were found at 1028 and 1120 Fremont Street, respectively. 

Neon Boneyard Visitor’s Center
770 Las Vegas Blvd North
August 12, 2017

The Neon Boneyard Visitor’s Center

Conceived

Prompts and Challenges

OK, so this guy I follow, who uses the name Fandango, is a great writer. Usually funny with a twist. Anyway, he is attempting to start a writing challenge. He says “… I’m calling this prompt ‘Storytime.’ Each week I will ask you to tell a story about a specific topic. You can write about the actual event as it happened in real life, or you can create a fictional telling of that event. It’s your call… In recognition of the fact that I just conceived this prompt: Tell the story about the night (or day) you were conceived.”

And though I wanted to submit a photo, thankfully my parents did not believe in cameras in the bedroom. So, my take….

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I liked this idea, though I am not crazy about visualizing the night I was conceived. I mean, you’re talking about my parents. That’s like bordering on the disgusting. Who wants to visualize their parents actually doing “it”? But I do have a story for you. And every word is true.

I was home from college for the summer. I think I was around 22 at the time, which would have my parents pushing 50.

I had been out to a movie. It’s late, all the lights in the house are out as I tiptoe towards my room in the back of the house. I hear a noise and stop. I can barely make out the voices of my parents. My mom is giggling like a much younger girl. At that point they have been married around 28, 29 years. Anyway, I figure they’re still wide awake so I walk down the hallway towards their bedroom. Their door is open, the lights are out, so I say, “Hi!”

My mom squeals, there’s a bit of rustling, then my dad yells, “The one night I get it up and he walks in!”

As I said, every word is true.

 

In Retrospect: Daniel WY

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US Post Office
Daniel WY
November 10, 2012

We were on our way to Jackson Wyoming where we were to spend a week in a rented log cabin in the woods.  We were traveling on US Route 189, a little used road that begins in Utah and ends in Wyoming. Lynn was driving and we had not seen another car for about an hour when, out of nowhere, a dark SUV came up behind us and flashed its lights. Red, then blue, then red again. Lynn pulled over and I asked how fast she was going. “Over 100”, she answered.

The Highway patrol officer smiled politely at her and asked, “Do you know why I pulled you over?”

“No, Sir,” she smiled back.

He asked for her license and registration. Well, I’m sure you know the routine. It took him less than 5 minutes to write the ticket.

“You might want to slow it down in the future,” he told her.

“It’s just so beautiful out here,” she said.

“Well, why not take your time to enjoy it?”

“Yes, sir.” She looked down at the ticket. He had written it up for 91 mph. “Thank you,” she smiled.

He gave her a strange smile back.

I did not get any shots of the beautiful countryside. It’s impossible to get anything in focus when your wife is speeding down the highway at over 100 mph. But we did stop in Daniel to stretch our legs and switch drivers.

That’s when I took these shots.

Gasoline and Motor Oil
Daniel WY
November 10, 2012

 

 

Second Best

Prompts and Challenges

Underbelly
November 10, 2015

Laura Bloomsbury of eljaygee in pursuit of the photo has come up with Second Best Sundays which, according to her definition, is : an image [you] cannot quite assign to the trash… neither technically well–crafted nor spellbinding, yet still it holds [one’s] attention – a second best shot that deserves more than a second look.

This shot of the back side of the Las Vegas Strip is a seldom seen angle that exemplifies the tawdry underbelly of an industry with its roots in organized crime. It is not a picture postcard image of the city, but it fascinated me that day when the rain had stopped and the sun peeking through the cloud cover shone off the buildings on the strip.

In Retrospect: Old Las Vegas NV

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Boulder Highway
Las Vegas NV
May 3, 2014

The old Roadhouse Casino was in no better shape than this sign when I first came upon it in 2014. It was an old, abandoned, single story cement shell of indiscriminate shape and size. Not photogenic at all.

Boulder Highway
Las Vegas NV
May 3, 2014

Down the road aways was the Sky Motel. No Vacancy because there was no longer any building, just an old pothole infested parking lot with faded white lines of demarcation.

Boulder Highway
Las Vegas NV
May 3, 2014

The Joker’s Wild was still extant in 2014 and, I believe, has since been remodeled!

Just off Water Street
Henderson NV
May 3, 2014

The facade of The Emerald Island Casino is painted in trompe l’oile to look like it was made of brick and mortar. I say ‘is’ because I believe it is still in existence, though I have not been back since.

Water Street
Henderson
NV May 3, 2014

 Both the Eldorado and Rainbow Club Casinos were the only establishments open on downtown Water Street that night. Or any night, for that matter. The Emerald Island sits behind the Rainbow Club.

So there you have it, a brief tour of an area few tourists ever see. These casinos operate for local clientele, primarily. They offer bare bones table gambling, slot machines, and bars but no lounge shows.

Having re-discovered these images, I might just revisit one day soon to see how the area has changed.

 

Textures

Prompts and Challenges

On one of our spontaneous day trips when neither of us have a clue where we are going or where we might end up, Lynn and I came upon this rock house named, coincidentally, Rock House, out in the middle of the Mojave National Preserve in California.

Rock House
Mojave National Preserve
July 2, 2017

 

Maybe too easy for The Daily Post Photo Challenge: Textures.

But, whatever works!

 

Rock House
Mojave National Preserve
July 2, 2017

 

If you were wondering how anyone could-or would want to-live in the remote desert that is now Mojave National Preserve, take a walk along the Rock Spring Loop to find some answers.

The Rock House was constructed by Bert Smith in 1929. He came to this area to recover from poison gas exposure suffered during World War I. Doctors told him he didn’t have long to live, but the dry desert air proved so beneficial to Smith’s health that he lived here for 25 more years! The second long-term resident was artist Carl Faber, who lived and worked at the rock house in the 1980s, selling his artwork to passing travelers.

Christina Mills
Park Ranger 

nps.gov

 

Cee’s Share Your World – July 24, 2017

Prompts and Challenges

New York New York Hotel and Casino
Las Vegas NV
October 15, 2016

List some of your favorites types of teas. My favorite type of tea? That would be coffee. I’ve never met a tea I liked. Really. We, as a nation, are mainly coffee drinkers. We take our coffee in 12 oz. heavy ceramic mugs. We do not, as a rule drink tea in china cups with matching saucers. OK, I know Cee does because she told me. On her site this morning in answer to this question. The rest of us drink coffee. Sometimes even with a shot of whiskey in it. Wakes you right up in the morning!

If you had to describe your day as a traffic sign, what would it be?

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OK, that was easy. But you have to watch where you put the comma. It’s not “slow children, at play”. It’s “slow, children at play”!

What are a couple of things people could do for you on a really bad day that would really help you? Just listen and make appropriate facial expressions. No talking. No suggestions as to what you would do. Not even when I’m done.

Irregardless of your physical fitness, coordination or agility: If you could be an athlete what would you do? I’ll tell you, ever since The Karate Kid, I wanted to be Ralph Macchio so I could beat the crap out of anybody who offended me. I know part of your training would probably include never fighting in anger or revenge. And nowadays you’d probably get shot because everybody seems to own a gun. But One can dream!

Optional Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? Last week was a shocking week all around and proves the adage that you never know how much time you have so live life to the fullest. A member of Lynn’s extended family was mountain biking, fell, and severed two vertebrae. He never regained consciousness and they took him off life support last Saturday. We are in Los Angeles now for his funeral tomorrow. Next week we are headed to San Diego for a wedding in which the entire family of the bride seems to be opposed to the groom. Now that should be interesting!

Cee’s Share Your World