Tuesday, January 22, 2008

No School Today!

I started writing this one a long time ago, and I've changed it so much that I'm not really sure what I'm trying to say here ...



I started out intending to do a mini photo-essay on an abandoned school in an all but abandoned town, Beebeetown, Iowa.



The US Midwest is sprinkled very heavily with what I call "Little Home Towns", you know, those places where people are from, which are very nice places to live, but which are not particularly those places you would want to visit. :)

These will have a highway exit, "Food and Lodging", and as you approach on the local road you'll see that all of the churches welcome you, as do the local service clubs, and the local athletic team boosters. Go Panthers!

It's hard to tell if Beebeetown ever really fit this mold.

There's not that much information out there about Beebeetown!

I googled it, and got mostly those machine-generated generic pages intended to spew interminable ads toward those in search of information. "Find timeshares in Beebeetown ..." yeah, right!

It's almost as if Beebeetown doesn't exist, or never existed!



I came upon Beebeetown while out one Sunday trying to capture some of the colors of autumn, which are incredibly brilliant, as I'm sure you know.



No, I didn't try to enter the building. I'm not that adventurous. Yes, there are countless pages on the Web about "Urban Spelunking", exploring abandoned and falling-apart buildings. This isn't one of them! :)



What we have here, gang, is a ghost town being born! No, not like those where they have the honky-tonk piano in the saloon with the swinging doors, and the staged gunfights and the gift shop, what we have here is a town that once was, still continues to be, to an extent, but may be no more shortly.



Uncle Mike's, nee Ed's Place, is, or rather was a "Beer Joint", and was once the social center of the town. According to one who is from the area, they even held concerts out back when it was Ed's Place.



Dead Stuckey's, perchance? Whatever it is, or rather was, it is, or was at the Beebeetown exit of Route 80.



Oh well ...

Maybe I should just stick to shooting the colors of autumn, huh?

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Chicago in Kodachrome ...

Kodachrome is a very special film. I've always had a soft spot for it, even though I don't shoot it much. I'm having a final fling with it, since the consensus is that it will be going away, totally, within the next few years. :(



Contrary to what Paul Simon says, Kodachrome does not really have the "Nice Bright Colors" at all. It's actually muted when compared to today's color films.

It does have natural colors when exposed properly, but it doesn't have that "Fuji Blue" sky or the punchy greens and yellows of the common films (or digital images) of these days.



The tonality of the bricks and stone is very indicative of Kodachrome in this scene.

(For some perverse reason, Tom Lehrer's Poisoning Pigeons In The Park lyrics run through my head when I look at this one.) :)



Despite the natural color rendition, Kodachrome, as well as most other reversal (slide) films, does not handle high-contrast scenes well. Notice that you really can't see details in the shadows in front of the building here. Adjusting for more shadow detail would have overexposed (stark white) the railings in the foreground.

This is one of Kodachrome's shortcomings, which it does share with other films, and to an extent with many of today's digital sensors.



Kodachrome will tell you the way it is, not the way somebody might wish it to be with colors reminiscent of an explosion in a paint shop!



Yes, you are! :)



Kodachrome's days are numbered, unfortunately, and it's not really a question of "if" but one of "when" it will be discontinued. Kodachrome's sales are down, and only one lab in the world (Dwayne's Photo in Parsons, Kansas, US) still does daily processing runs of Kodachrome.

Kodachrome was the first commercially successful full-color roll film, appearing first in the 1930s. It's somewhat unique that it was invented by two musicians (Godowsky and Mannes) and not by photo chemists. It's the longest-lived color film family on record, being available in various versions for over 70 years!

Speculation is that the Kodachrome era will come to an end within the next five years, with obligatory talking-head epitaphs, punctuated, of course, by the Paul Simon tune.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Forest For The Trees ...

I am not the "outdoorsy" type at all! You can say that my idea of "roughing it" is staying at a hotel without cable TV!

However, over the past few years I've enjoyed taking casual leisurely hikes in Fontenelle Forest, just south of Omaha along the bank of the Missouri River.

Fontenelle Forest is a private forest preserve, founded by a group of environmentalists in the early 20th. century, and now operated by the nonprofit Fontenelle Nature Association. (Fontenelle Nature Association actually came about when the founders were turned down on their request to have Fontenelle Forest become the first Nebraska State Park.)

Fontenelle Forest (as well as countless other things "Fontenelle") is named after Chief Logan Fontenelle of the Omaha Tribe.












Chief Fontenelle is considered to be the last of the Great Chiefs of the Omaha tribe.

Logan was the son of a French fur trader and a Native American mother. He was killed in battle at the early age of 30, shortly after his election as Chief.





Logan is buried, along with his parents and brother, within the preserve, but the exact burial location is unknown. Granite markers along History Trail denote the approximate location.





Fontenelle Forest has two distinct sections, the uplands and the wetlands, divided roughly by the BNSF tracks. The uplands consist mainly of dense, hilly old-growth forest. The wetlands are a mixture of hardwood savanna and grassy marsh areas.


Visitors to the Forest are most familiar with the uplands, and the mile-long double-figure-8 Riverview Boardwalk, one of two equal-access trails in the forest complex.


This, however, is only the tip of the iceberg, or in this case the northmost tip of the forest!


Well-marked and well-maintained trails and paths make up most of the Uplands.


Some are terraced, making for a leisurely time on the hills. Others are more challenging!


And some are more challenging after a good rain! :)


The wet gullies are mostly bridged.


Although parts of the Upland South section were logged by the settlers of nearby Bellevue, Nebraska, the Forest is considered to be the largest unbroken old-growth forest tract within several states!

There are concrete mountains in the city ...

The tallest peaks of the Omaha skyline are visible from the Riverview Boardwalk in the distance above the hills.



Old Man of the Forest ...


Upland South was, for decades, the home of Jim Baldwin, who had a homestead encampment in the hills above Hidden Lake. Although Jim was a reclusive hermit, he was very congenial and was popular with hikers and campers. Baldwin remained in the forest until the 1960s under a "gentlemens' agreement" with the Fontenelle Nature Association, until he was no longer able to care for himself and reluctantly moved to the city to live with relatives.



Many artifacts of Baldwin's forest life still exist in the vicinity of his encampment.





Gifford Road bisects the uplands ...


...leading to the wetlands.



The Gifford Memorial Boardwalk leads from the Wetlands Learning Center to an observation blind on the north bank of the Great Marsh.








Hidden Lake is an estuary at high water -- its level follows the stage of the river. At low water it becomes a true lake. There is evidence (click diagram to enlarge) that both ends of Hidden Lake once connected to the river channel.


Evidence of something (bridge?) once crossing Hidden Lake? There's nothing obvious of a path or road.






Fallen trees, mossy ponds, rickety bridges, reeds, rushes, cat-tails, lilly pads, all abound in the Wetlands.

The keepers of the Forest prefer to let nature take its course -- there is very little human intervention!






"Incredibly scenic" is an understatement when describing the Wetlands!




Wildlife up close!






Two juvenile raccoons posed for me along the banks of the Great Marsh. I'm very surprised that they let me get this close. These were taken with a normal lens. They were incredibly tame! They seemed to be just as curious of me as I was of them. :)













Wild turkeys (I assume that's what they are) :) scramble across my path without warning! They vanish quickly into the underbrush.




But wait -- there's more! :)

I didn't mean to come off as a walking-talking infomercial for Fontenelle Forest, but ...



... for further information, visit:

www.fontenelleforest.org

Operators are standing by now!