Monday, October 17, 2005
Fall On Campus

Well, I'm a year late with these pictures. I took them last year, right about this time of year, but I never really managed to get them up on any site. I tried several themes in this roll, so I'll divide the posts up along those lines. All of these were taken with a Nikon N75 with a 28-80mm lens and Kodak 400 speed film.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005
October Break, Part II
Part of my time over October Break was spent next to a small lake. I'm used to slightly larger bodies of water, but it was nice to see it again. We had a fire going in the evening, and I hadn't realized how much I missed the smell of woodsmoke. As the sun set, I started playing with the longer shutter times on my A95, with the help of a small table top tripod. It was a whole new realm for me, but I think it turned out nicely.









Fall in Indiana
Of all the seasons, fall is probably my favorite. I like the mix of bright, vibrant reds and oranges with the dull, fading greens, and the dusty browns. A little under a week ago, I looked out of my dorm window, and saw this tree, the first tree on campus to change color. Fall is easing it's way into our town, and the temperatures are finally dropping. I don't think I'm the only one breathing a sigh of relief.
The Big Mac, And Other Assorted Goodies

We also made a run up to the Mackinac Bridge, to take a few pictures, and get some fresh pasties. Pasties seem to be somewhat unique to Northern Michigan, so I'll give a brief explanation. Back in the 1800s and the early 1900s, when copper mining was still a large industry in the UP, the miners had to carry their lunch with them. Heating it in the cold, dark mines was mostly out of the question, and they couldn't lug around large lunch pails. The solution was a meal that was almost entirely self contained, called a pasty. It's a flaky, pastry shell wrapped around meat, potatoes, carrots, turnips, and a few other ingriedients, and baked. The miners would then stick it inside the front of their coveralls to keep it relatively warm and dry.

The Forty Mile Light
This is a light that we "discovered" this year. My mom and I were driving back from Mackinaw while my Dad was diving, and we saw the sign for this lighthouse. We dropped in to see it, and We were pleasantly surprised by the light, although it was a little more crowded than I would have liked. Aparently I look fairly professional when I carry my tripod and SLR, because I was asked a couple times to take people's pictures for them. I don't mind, it's just never happened before. I don't have many pictures for this lighthouse, mainly because there were a limited number of good views of the light, and because the remainder of the roll on my N75 has not been developed. These pictures are from my Cannon A95.
The New Presque Isle Light
The New Preque Isle light, completed in 1871, is a more imposing structure when compared to the Old Presque Isle light. It is certainly larger, and more ornate. However, I don't feel the same attachment to it as I do to the Old Light, despite the fact that I've visited it as often. It's certainly a photogenic light, and according to this site, the design has been copied at a number of different sites around the area. As with the Old Light, it's best to get to the site early in the morning, both to avoid other tourists, and to get the best lighting on the lighthouse. These pictures were taken with my Nikon N75, and using Kodak 800 speed film. Some of my later pictures on the same trip were shot using Fuji Film of the same speed, and the color clarity and overall sharpness are drastically increased. This is just one instance of this happening, but I'm going to be paying attention to that much more in the future.

The Old Presque Isle Light
This lighthouse was built in 1840, and saw service until around 1866, when an inspection revealed that the keeper's quarters were in such bad shape that they required a complete rebuild. Rather than rebuild the quarters, a new light was proposed in a different location with better visibility. When I used to visit this light as a young kid, the museum and light were kept by a large man with a big black bushy beard and his wife. I have several memories of the couple, and the man especially, and the museum. On one visit, the man let me operate a large brass and wood hand pumped fog horn.
If you follow this link, you'll find a history of the old Light. Near the bottom of the page, it mentions the recent history of the light, including the couple I was talking about in the ghost story, although the story itself is not told.





















