Adventure Images

Just for fun, a few weeks ago I created a photography/graphics webpage, designed a logo, and reserved a trade name (Adventure Images) in case I want to make something of this hobby some day when I grow up. Thought I'd share the link here on the chance someone might want to take a peek. You may recognize some of the pictures from past posts. The images were taken from lots of places, including many at or near my home in Colorado Springs.

It's all a work in progress, but at least the framework is in place.

http://rwberg53.wix.com/adventure-images

Very nice photos, one can stare at them for a good while letting his brain to travel and feel.

Some very fine work there Ron. I hope someone drops by to offer you some money to use some of those. Your Antietam 150th images are especially atmospheric.

Ron,
Seeing your work immediately puts another person in mind.... a remarkable photographer, artist, jeweler, you name it.... she currently works for the EPA, but does Photo on the side.... but that is what she is going to do full time in a couple of years....

I believe she has done some publishing, and has some photos in National Geo.... not sure there....

Name is Jackie Kramer... you can find her very easily by searching name and Photography.... you both seem to shoot alot alike in some ways....

She currently lives in Alaska, and has a place in Florida too.... a good contact perhaps....

Thanks everyone for the kind comments. I've had a handful of images picked up here and there. Probably the most unusual one was a shot taken in the UK a few miles north of Liverpool a year and a half ago. It was an image of the very old church at Much Hoole -- and BBC History Magazine thought it worth £50 for the right to print it in a piece they were preparing on the History of British Astronomy. Somewhat coincidentally, the church, which had been built by my 10th great-grandparents, was also the hangout of Jeremiah Horrocks, a mathematical astronomer who calculated, and then was the first to observe, the Transit of Venus across the sun on 24 November 1639. This thing happens only once every 243 years, but then twice within an 8 year span.

The lesson I learned here was that, if you can't be smart yourself, it's good at least that your ancestors were wise enough to associate with smart people. ;-)

So you've visited the UK previously? When was that? If you plan to come again us KS boys can entertain you with a game or a meal and a few beers.

I would like to see that photo of Much Hoole church.

I agree, some very nice shots in there. Living just down the road from you I recognize many of the western photos. I hope it all works out.

Nice pic. We do have some lovely old buildings scattered about the place.

Wow, you had beautiful weather on Skye! Very nice.

I've been on Culloden moor when it was overcast and drizzling. Not a soul about and an autumn evening was coming on. I found it a dreadfully sad and gloomy place, and very spooky as well. I left before it got dark, I couldn't bear to stay there, the hairs on my neck were bristling almost the whole time. 'Twas a tragic and unnecessary battle and the clans were destroyed there, never again to have the same power, a black day in British history.

It's easy to understand how Culloden could inspire such feelings. The weather was crisp, clear, and breezy, during my visit, but still the power of the place was palpable. It's interesting how some battlefields carry so much stronger impressions than others. And it doesn't necessarily depend on the size or historical significance of the conflict. In my experience, Little Bighorn in Montana is one of "those" spots, as is Little Round Top at Gettysburg (more so, for me, than many other areas of that field). And there are others. But Culloden seemed a special place, even though I wasn't particularly well-versed in its story at the time.

Skye was wonderful. Hiked the Old Man of Snorr and had nearly perfect weather during our two days. Many fond memories.

Marston Moor is another place that I can hardly bear to visit. Whyte Syke Close is still there. Many years ago I was with the Sealed Knot and we did a re-enactment on part of the battlefield and camped nearby. In the evening after the days fighting a group of us took our clay pipes and flagons of ale to Whyte Syke to talk. In the darkness it really was an extraordinary place, timeless and alive with every imaginable trick of the ear and eye you can imagine. A few of us were joking about it but we didn't stay long and it was obvious everyone was glad to be out of there.

The next day during the second day's battle our dragoon company was posted near the close and while there was birdsong all around the fields, within the Close not a single bird was singing. I don't believe in ghosts or life after death or anything of the sort but somehow the Close seems to have 'soaked up' something in 1644 and it feels like its trickling out a little.