Out for a Little Drive

Over the weekend, that old navy man wanted (and needed) to get out of the house for a bit. He just insisted he needed to go for a drive. Although it was getting late in the afternoon, off we went. One of the places he likes to go is on the Little Red River just out of Pangburn. It's about fifteen minutes from our house and is a pretty drive.

One of the beautiful sights along the way is the newest crop of Red Clover along the highway. I never see Red Clover without thinking of my friend, Sharon, who is no longer here to see it, so I appreciate it for her every year. Isn't this patch of it pretty?

On the right side of the highway, right before you get to Pangburn is a very old house. It's one of my favorites in the area and I am always trying to get a good photo of it. Seems like every time we get near it, the traffic picks up and I can't get a decent photo. I missed it this time going, but got a semi-ok picture of it on the way back home....even through the dirty windshield. I love this old house. They are widening the highway there, so I expect someday in the not-so-distant future, we will go for a little ride up that way and the house will be gone. I'll be sad about that.

The old navy man likes to go and stand on the bridge and look into the water and down the river. You can drive close and walk out on the bridge, just look around, as we did, or, you can fish here. One of the things you may not know about me is that I have a fear of being 'on the water,' either at the railing of a bridge or heaven forbid...out in a boat. It's hard for me to look over the railing, as my phobia sometimes gets the best of me. He just loves being there, so I figure I can just try a little harder. (The last time I was on a boat was 2004 when we visited my son in San Francisco. We toured the bay on one of those tour boats. I only went because my son had his heart set on showing us around and that included the boat tour. I had a death grip on the boat railing the whole entire time. But, I did do it and although San Francisco Bay is gorgeous and I did love the views, I was very glad to get off the boat.) Of course, this bridge is small, and not high at all....but, for me, it's still a somewhat difficult thing to do. Aren't we funny creatures...me especially.

This river is pretty and as long as I look 'way off and not up close, I do ok, after all, a bridge isn't a boat! (Well, let's don't even talk about driving over large bridges!!) Here's the view looking west and then, east. The old navy man enjoyed this little diversion, so I'm glad we went and will go with him whenever he wants. Hopefully, we'll go again one day soon as he really enjoyed the drive. Maybe I'll get an even better photo of that old house too! take care, pat