In Retrospect: Goodsprings NV


“Great were the lamentation and the cry when the news of this mischance was noised about the city. Such a tumult of mourning was never before heard, for the whole city was moved.”  ~~ Marie de France

One or two of you might have noticed my absence from WordPress recently. Most others have more probably gone about their business no less aware. The truth is I have found myself unable to continue at the pace I have been attempting and so must step back and reassess what I wish to accomplish in what is left of my life. I will attempt to continue this series as long as possible. But I would also like to receive feedback on some of my newer work. Therefore, In Retrospect might evolve into something much more encompassing. I’m not sure. I know I will probably lose followers as I have not been able to comment lately. Not that my commenting is any more important than anyone else’s. But, if you are like me, those comments are an affirmation of the quality of our work. That is, when those who comment are not merely blowing smoke up our collective skirt. (Is that sexist? I apologize to those I might offend.)

Anyway- this week I have gone back to Goodsprings NV, a very small town about a half hour south of the Las Vegas Strip.

“Goodsprings was a settlement in the hills [approximately 35 miles south] of Las Vegas. It was an important town for milling ore from the surrounding mines. It was a mining camp with a hotel, a saloon that is still standing and in operation, and a general store. The end of World War I also saw the end of Goodsprings as a mining town. But there are still landmarks of the town to satisfy the ghosttowner.” ~~ submitted by Henry Chenoweth 

So, a combination of old and new at Goodsprings NV. Population 229.

All photos were taken in Goodsprings NV on July 13, 2013 with the Canon EOS Rebel T2i and newly processed in November 2017.

In Retrospect is an ongoing series of older photos from my archives, newly processed. I hope you enjoy the series as much as I enjoy revisiting the memories.


In Retrospect: Oatman AZ


Jackass Junction
Oatman AZ
May 16, 2015

We first discovered Oatman AZ when a loud, obnoxious, nosey neighbor asked where we were off to one weekend in 2012. We told him about our habit of driving around aimlessly until we found whatever we didn’t know we were looking for. He gave us directions to Oatman and, from that day onward, we could not get rid of him. He and his wife became friends with whom we would share wine, snacks, and the occasional outdoor fire. He remained loud and at times obnoxious. But he was a well-meaning guy. Of course, his wife was long-suffering, constantly rolling her eyes in annoyance.

Gold City Hotel
Oatman AZ
May 16, 2015

In Retrospect is an ongoing series of older photos from my archives, newly processed. I hope you enjoy the series as much as I enjoy revisiting the memories.


In Retrospect: Goldfield NV


Welcome to Goldfield
May 15, 2016

The purpose of  Friday’s “In Retrospect” was to feature older photos from my archives that I had not previously posted. The question, then, is “how old is old?” These images are only a year and a few months old. But I had fun reworking them and hope you enjoy seeing them- one or two you might have seen before. But these are all newly processed. And all were taken during our second (or maybe it was our third) trip north to Goldfield Nevada.

Sunset Boulevard
May 15, 2016

Why do I call the above Sunset Boulevard? Because that’s the film in which Norma Desmond says “Alright, Mr. DeMille, I’m ready for my close-up” and this looks just like one of the characters from Disney’s (Pixar’s) “Cars” waiting for their close-up. Look at that anthropomorphic face!

OK, so the first two shots I left the sky alone. But then I got crazy, I admit it.

Ford Model
May 15, 2016

The sky I added is subtle here. Just because. No real thought behind it. I just tried different clouds and decided this worked best with the deep rust of the car.

This next one I went a little crazy but love the way it turned out.

Sinking Like A Sunset
May 15, 2016

OK, this last one isn’t clouds at all. It’s a texture that I found but I think it works beautifully!

Riders On The Storm
May 15, 2016


In Retrospect: Nelson NV

Gallery, Prompts and Challenges

Canon EOS Rebel T2i
f/3.5 at 1/400 sec ISO 100
December 1, 2013

The first time Lynn and I went out to Nelson NV, it was a family affair. About a dozen people all somehow related. It was an overcast day and I was asked to take photos of everyone. Only one little problem. I don’t like taking people pictures. Good thing we had someone there who was good at posing people. She did the talking, I did the shooting. But as soon as the sun broke through the clouds, I wandered away to take pictures of stationery things like old rusty cars and trucks and wooden shacks and barns. They have a lot of them there. The owners travel throughout the southwest, finding original vehicles and structures and transport them back. They have built a ghost town that never really existed. A ghost, ghost town. And Nelson NV has become my own private playground. My favorite place to take photos. Except it’s not private and most days you have to shoot around the other photographers posing brides and grooms for wedding announcements and such. The photo above was taken on our third or fourth trip out there. Since then I’ve been back several more times.

I might even go back out again this weekend.

(Let me explain what In Retrospect is. Or will be. On January 7, 2017 I had the brilliant idea to start a second blog called In Retrospect to highlight some of my older images. That idea was actually not so smart because I found there was no real need for a second blog. It just took additional time and the theme I chose never worked properly. So after one month, I shut it down. I will continue with my bright idea here, and will post every Saturday. The images will be from 2009 through 2015. But no later. For now.)


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Prompts and Challenges
Grafton Ghost Town June 26, 2016 Fuji X-T1 jpg 18mm f/13 at 1/60 sec ISO 200

Grafton Ghost Town
June 25, 2016
Fuji X-T1 jpg
18mm f/13 at 1/60 sec ISO 200

What’s your most memorable (good or bad) airplane flight? It was a one hour flight from Burbank Bob Hope Airport (a suburb of Los Angeles) to San Francisco. Just as we were coming in for a landing after an uneventful flight, the plane made a steep climb and the engines howled in protest. After we were safely leveled off, the pilot came on to apologize. Seems we were almost on the ground when another jet taxied in front of us. It was all he could do to avoid a collision. It was about 5 years later before I flew again. And to this day, I’d rather drive or take the train.

How many bones, if any, have you broken? I was in a fight only once in my life. In high school I made a suggestive comment to a girl who then told her boyfriend. He met up with me after school and we went at it. But I didn’t break any of his bones. Just bloodied him up a little! I dated the girl for about a year after that!

If you had your own talk show, who would your first three guests be? (guest can be dead, alive, famous or someone you just know). Well, my first inclination was to say Katharine Hepburn and Cary Grant- two of my most favorite actors. If they had prior commitments, it would have to be my wife, Lynn- who is a great storyteller and the funniest person I know, and my grandfather who’s WW II stories I’d love to hear. To round out either pair of guests, I would love to speak to Lucy Grealy, writer of Autobiography of a Face. If you have never heard of her, please read about her here.

Make a Currently List: What are you reading, (Well, just before bed each night I relax with a chapter from Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell.) watching, (As I’ve stated before, we do not watch tv. We do watch movies, the last one being a documentary on the musical group Pentatonix.) listening to, ( Right now, in my office, I am listening to Yanni Radio on Pandora.) eating, (I just had a cheese sandwich, followed by a spoonful of peanut butter and some iced coffee.) needing, (I can’t really say there’s anything I need.) wanting,  (I always seem to want to either be taking pictures or processing pictures, lately.) and missing right now?  (As for missing? I do miss my grandfather. There seems to be so much I want to tell him.)

Well, that’s it for now. I am avoiding Cee’s bonus question because I can’t think of any one thing I am grateful for from last week. Don’t tell my wife but I am looking forward to NOT going to visit her relatives for the 4th. Not that I don’t like her relatives. I do. I’m just grateful not to be on the road on that weekend.

So please go check out some other participants of Cee’s Share your world. And come back next week for more of her questions and more of my answers. If you have no other prior commitments, that is!


Eat Here


Digger’s Dave, Chloride AZ

Please visit Monochromia for a black and white version of this image.

If your town  has 250 residents according to the last census, can it honestly be labeled a ghost town? Though their web site states “There Is Always Something Happening In Chloride”, nothing was happening in Chloride. We spent about two hours or so driving around the town. We did find a mock up of an old west town where locals stage a gunfight every weekend at 1 pm. We arrived sometime after 2! The town was empty. Not just the old west town but the entire town of Chloride. So I guess, in that sense, it could be called a ghost town. While we were there, we saw no other cars or people except for a lone straggler walking down the center of main street with her dog (posted here).

Digger Dave’s looks to be the only restaurant in town. For vegetarians like us (sorry- pescatarians), they offer Cod, veggie burgers, and tuna melts.

And Bikers are welcome!

Skywatch Friday- Oatman

Gallery, Prompts and Challenges

OatmanpicSkywatch Friday

 Just across the Colorado River and up the hill from Laughlin, Nevada is the historic town of Oatman, Arizona, a ghost town, that once boasted almost 4,000 people and now supports just a little over 100 people year-round.

Oatman provides not only a number of historic buildings and photograph opportunities, but the sights of burros walking the streets, as well as costumed gunfighters and 1890s style ladies strolling.

In its heyday, from the early 1900s to the 1940s, Oatman and the nearby town of Gold Road were the largest producers of gold in Arizona.

The Drulin Hotel was built in 1902, which did a brisk business to the area miners. This old hotel, now called the Oatman Hotel, is still in operation today.