“Forward ho, dad!” I woofed as dad and I headed for the Wild Horse Sanctuary early in the morning.
We had another great tour, and I got to help out again. Yup, I’m showing my worth alright. Never doubt that a basset can’t be useful (if you can get his mind off of treats, that is).
The people on the tour were great. We spent a lot of time out with the Mustangs. This did work up my appetite, which is always on high, so you can imagine how famished I was when dad and sat down to eat a beef Philly sandwich from the Wild Horse Cafe.
When we got back to Edgemont there was a pleasant surprise in the BNSF yard, a couple of CSX locomotives heading up the local. I had to get shots of them.
In 2009 George asked dad,
“Do you remember that GE B40-8W with the flashy paint job a couple of years ago? I’ll bet BNSF wished it had not wasted the paint on that loco when the economy nose dived.”
Can’t deny that number 516 did look spic and span on September 25, 2007.
George was trundling down Red Canyon Rim Trail on a nice morning in 2008.
Later on he decided to take the 200mm lens and see how sharp it could be.
Unbelievably sharp! And it still is.
Dad and I were supposed to give a photo tour today at the Wild Horse Sanctuary but the poor people got stuck in Denver because of airline problems. Dad and I decided we might as well do our own photo tour since we had made the drive. It was a beautiful morning with shrouds of mist hanging over Cheyenne Canyon. Worth the look, I’ll woof you.
Then it was on to the American Mustangs band, where we came across turkeys, turkeys, turkeys.
Must have been over 100 of the silly birds. They may be stupid, but they have figured out the Wild Horse Sanctuary is a turkey sanctuary come turkey hunting season.
Once we found the American Mustangs, I practiced my basset impression of a wolf to get their attention.
Can you see me now?!!!
Yup, I’m still able to get those horses all alert.
I let those Mustangs go back to sleep by hopping back into the Land Rover.
Hey, they sleep just like us bassets!
We ended the morning enjoying the sun overlooking Cheyenne Canyon.
That crud weather came barreling in last night. It wasn’t a good morning to be outside, unless you like rain. Things started to settle down in the afternoon, and it was a pretty sky at the airport around 4:30.
Dad tells me that I always look good with blue.
Of course I look good with golden grass too. Though this is one photo that doesn’t work well with the Sigma 30mm lens. It’s f/2.8 (f/4 equivalent) can’t smooth out the background. But look at that basset nose! Now that’s too eye catching with its blurry look.
George finished his early morning run on Basset Back Ridge on this day in 2006. And what’s this calling?!!! Yup, must be the fig bars at the house, inviting George home for a delicious snack.
With a whisper of color in this morning’s sunshine,
I figured I’d try the tshirt trick again.
Not a bad morning. Dad and I did something we haven’t done for a while and stopped by the railroad yard. As usual a GE ES44AC stands ready for switching service.
Darn warm walk along Mathias Peak Trail. It felt good to drive to Hot Springs for a dip in the Fall River.
Felt even better when we stopped at DQ and a swiss mushroom burger hit my taste buds.
To finish off the day I got to see my pals Gene and Agnes.
George had a quiet morning back in 2009. It was the type of fall day where staying inside and having a tea break was just the thing.
Since Powertech is passing out free tshirts to promote uranium mining near Edgemont, I thought it would be cool to take the tshirt out to the EPA Superfund site and see if the tshirt complements the site. Here is the marker stone for the Superfund site.
And here is how it looks with the tshirt.
What say you, do they go well together?
Or how about a warning sign?
Complement each other?
I had to sit back and think about this.
The scenery behind me is across the road from the Superfund site. Scenery and uranium mining, can you have both?
Splendid day to be outside (sadly the rotten weather is returning). Dad and I had a marvelous time at Summit Tree Camp.
And we took a motorcycle ride to Dairy Queen for a hot fudge sundae. Can’t forget taking a look at the car show downtown Edgemont either. Nice!
Five years ago today George found a lot of flowers to appreciate in the morning.
And in the evening.
Well, this has got to be a first for 2013, a perfectly clear day. Bark about nice to have blue sky from horizon to horizon. I took my stuffed basset that Terri gave me to Howling Rock where he and I lounged in the sun.
Pretty nippy morning of 33 degrees. The leaves are just starting to show signs of change.
Autumn starts tomorrow.
Dad and I had a nice stroll on Red Canyon Rim Trail. The wildflowers, like this Gumweed, are past their prime, but there’s still some color left.
We spent the afternoon and early evening at the Wild Horse Sanctuary. The Mustangs sure put on a show at sunset. First they tore up the ground running past us and heading into the setting sun, dust flying and glowing in the golden rays. At the top of the ridge the Mustangs stopped and stared back as us as the sun set behind them. What a great moment to see 50 horse silhouettes as the sun dipped below the horizon.
George had colorful sunset in 2007.
But what really enchanted George and dad was the run along Windsong Rise in the early morning glowing misty meadows.
Once we got the morning cloud ugly out of the way, it was a pretty day for today. The sunset was pretty darn good.
The golden grass is looking pretty darn good.
And the white puffy clouds in an azure sky at the Wild Horse Sanctuary were pretty darn good.
The most beautiful thing of all was the bacon cheeseburger from the Wild Horse Cafe waiting for me to enjoy. Dad and I had a great photo tour today too.
I’ve got Aster envy, cuz George sure could find the Asters to photography, like in 2008.
Asters and a basset, now there’s something to enjoy.
Dad and I got up real early in hopes of getting a sunrise shot at the Wild Horse Sanctuary. We were hoping for something like this (this evening’s sunset).
We came up empty pawed. It’s gonna be tough.
When we got back to Edgemont we took the grand tour around Basset Bottom Gulch. Couldn’t complain about the weather, and the visibility from Circle Viewpoint was great.
It’s still depressing to see all the burned areas on this hike. There are some places, like this descent into Basset Bottom Gulch from Circle Viewpoint, that look like the days of old when George and dad hiked this route many times.
Woofing of George, George was seeing just how sharp the 100mm lens could be on the Canon 5D II.
Absolutely tack sharp!
September 18, 2009.
Four years ago George was up at the crack of dawn to listen to wildflwoer whispers.
I got some listening in this morning as well. Ever hear Harebells peel?
No? Guess you have to have basset ears.
I woofed yesterday that finding Harebells in September is truly special. And what more can I woof when I also find some Spiderwort! Lucky, lucky.
Since it was such a beautiful morning, I had to get up on Howling Rock and take the long view.
Bark about yet another cloudy morning for Edgemont! What’s with that? I’m wondering if we’ll ever see many sunrises again. We did travel over to the Wild Horse Sanctuary, which is always a good time for me. I shared a beef Philly sandwich with dad for lunch, scrumptious.
We got home to Edgemont and will you look at this.
I brought my paw up to thank the sun gods for letting me have a nice afternoon.
It’s about time for Edgemont.
It’s always a lucky find when you spot a Harebell blooming in September. George thought himself lucky indeed!
September 16, 2008
Yes, another cloudy day in Edgemont, but we managed to find sun on the back roads way up in Custer County and into Wyoming. This road trip does require careful packing of essential items, particularly food.
Yes, that’s a bacon cheeseburger!
We spent the most time in the Orange Area of Dewey Road. It’s a surreal looking place with all the orange and red hues.
You can see part of the Orange Area of Dewey Road from Pilger Mountain Road.
It’s not the place to visit in a heavy rain. This is Dewey Road traversing part of the Orange Area. The road follows the bottom of a wash for over a mile. Looking to my right, I took note of the graded area for water runoff with the berm between the road and the runoff ditch.
This setup hasn’t worked too well this summer, cuz the road has been washed out twice.
It’s a travel from Edgemont, but well worth the trip.
On the way to the Orange Area of Dewey Road dad and I stopped at Windsong Rise hoping to get some R&R in. It wasn’t to be because the cloud cover and nasty east wind didn’t make for a comfortable rest.
It will be a long time before Windsong Rise looks as beautiful as it did on this day in 2007. George took note!
Dog oh dog, did the weather folks get the forecast wrong today. We had a sunny day!!! Glad those weather guys got it wrong with their clouds and rain forecast. I took advantage of the sun early on after our jog by resting on the airport runway and soaking in the sunny warmth.
Good old dad, however, never lets a basset rest for too long. Into the Land Rover, Porter, we’re headed for the Wild Horse Sanctuary.
I wasn’t complaining, actually eager to go.
My assignment was to get photos of the Visitor Center, Wild Horse Cafe, and the cabin for website usage. Porter at your service!
Wouldn’t you love to have a front porch with a magnificent view like at the Wild Horse Sanctuary cabin? Dad and I could get pretty good at porch pooching with this setup.
For all my hard work I was rewarded with a bacon cheeseburger and a visit to see Agnes and Gene this evening. Lucky dog!
George had a darn nice day in 2008. Like me he wanted to spend time in the sun.
Unlike me, he got to do it.
Hey, Edgemont got a couple minutes of sun this morning!
Good thing there were some wildflowers to brighten up a gloomy day.
Good thing indeed.
George had a lovely evening to wander along the runway at the airport.
And that’s what he did.
Wish I’d get a lovely evening.
Another cloudy day in Edgemont, BUT what a wonderful morning in Custer. I’ll woof you that 35 miles away from Edgemont there was sun.
Dad and I figured it would be an excellent morning to hike to Little Devils Tower with the start off point at Sylvan Lake.
Really the hiking was superb and Little Devils Tower gave us the beautiful views.
I can’t forget to woof about a buffalo burger back at Sylvan Lake. We had grand time.
George had a cruddy start to another 2009 day. He made the best of it; basset hound photo anyone?
And look what was in the Edgemont yard today.
SD-9s in MRL livery. Bark about neat!
If we would have hung around Edgemont then we would have had ANOTHER cloudy day. Looks like Edgemont may only get 5 hours of sun this week. Is that pathetic or what?
Good thing for dad and me that we decided to drive to Rapid City where there was plenty of sun. I got a new leash and collar at the Harley Davidson dealership. After that we took a look at some new cars.
Dad thinks Basset1 should be kept since it’s humming right along. Still there were some pretty good deals on 2013 models.
We stopped at Petco where I picked out my Halloween costume. Then it was on to Prairie Berry for some lunch. Yippee!
We ended our adventurous day by driving to Sylvan Lake.
Along SD 89 the trees haven’t started to change color, but it will happen.
Such a wonderful evening for George at the airport in 2006. Walking along always alert to everything…
And then the late evening light with wildflowers.
Doesn’t get much better than this!
Bark about another cloudy day. Jeez, this place keeps getting less and less sun. But the temperature was darn nice. And we did have some sun on Windsong Rise.
Dad and I took some R&R on Windsong Rise. Because of the Coal Canyon Fire, the view isn’t nearly as nice as the view from Cheyenne Valley View, but the chair is sure a lot better.
Such a favorite spot for George, and now it’s looking darn scruffy. The beauty remains in the photos and memories.
“Gayfeather looking good, dad!” George woofed to dad as they hiked Red Canyon Rim Trail in 2008.
My morning weather looked as bad as George’s morning weather in 2007.
“Stinks, dad. Don’t ya think?”
Dad and I made the best of the day. The best part was stopping at DQ for some lunch. Yum!!!!
We even got some sun. Swoon.
The fall flowers are dwindling away. Wish they would stay.
Not so darn hot today. It was even cool at Cheyenne Valley View early on because of low clouds. Once the clouds left I got out in the sun to warm up.
After warming up I’d go to the shade and then go to the sun and then go to the shade…well, you get the idea.
George’s day five years ago had low clouds scudding through the sky at Mathias Peak.
It was good day for Gayfeather flowers.
I haven’t taken a train shot for a few weeks now. Today’s afternoon was darn good for train photos, so here’s one.
I was waiting at the start of Red Canyon Rim Trail for John to show up with his Jeep.
Bark about this is the way to travel to the Gold Rocks and other places when the day is a cooker!
Even so it was hot work around the Gold Rocks for photos.
It’s always worth the trip, however.
We went all over the place with John: the Gold Rocks, the Red Cliffs, the Orange Mounds, Dewey, and even to Igloo. Yup, I got to go to all my favorite places with a lunch too. Gotta love it.
Gotta love this.
George early in the morning on September 07, 2009.
Kinda of an ugly day, 99 degrees and lots of clouds. But there were beautiful moments. I just had to be quick with the camera when the moments transpired.
Like the sunrise…
like the early morning light at the Cottonwood Bluffs…
like the 9am sky at Cheyenne Valley View…
like the sunset.
George’s evening run in 2007 at the airport was just that, a run.
I didn’t have George’s energy this evening, I’ve got to bark you.
George’s day on September 05, 2008 started out with drizzle and low hanging clouds. The drizzle did shine up a newly painted BNSF SD-40-2. George thought that pretty cool.
Later in the afternoon George checked out the dry grass at the airport.
It’s that time of year where the grass brittles down to crisp and golden stems.
This year all that grass is even dryer. Lots of gold.
99 degrees. Darn hot, I’ll woof to you.
Dad and I did our photo tour thing at the Wild Horse Sanctuary. We had a great time too despite the heat. And watching the mustangs come down to the Cheyenne River to drink was a real treat.
Kinda made me want to cool off too in that muddy water.
Kinda like this mustang.
Dad wouldn’t let me, grr-rr-r.
Pleasant evening to be outside.
Wish the house would cool down.
Even though it was another hot day (96 degrees), in the morning there was a spring in my step as I made the climb to Cheyenne Valley View.
I wanted take yesterday’s shot and compare the 30mm lens to the 19mm lens.
I’ll bark you that the 30mm lens sure does a great job. What a steal of a lens!
Sony will soon be selling a new Zeiss 16-70mm lens for the NEX-7. It’s not cheap, but a great addition to the E-mount lens line, if it’s as good or better than the Zeiss 14-70mm lens on the DSC-R1.
George was all Canon shots on this day in 2009. No matter the camera, can anyone deny that George was superlatively photogenic that morning?!!!
Big thunder boomers roaming the sky this evening. This one passed over Custer dropping 2″ size hail. Stay away from Porter basset!
Another hot one (97 degrees) today. Dad and I decided to take it easy and spend quality time at Cheyenne Valley View.
So how about these photos? Which has the best colors?
That would be George in the last photo (September 02, 2007) in case you were wondering.
A darn nice morning to ride the motorcycle to Sylvan Lake. SD 89 is looking very nice this time of year.
Sylvan Lake always looks nice,
as do I.
Dad and I had a buffalo burger lunch at the Sylvan Lake Store. Thought you might want to see where dad and I love to sit and enjoy our lunch.
In the afternoon and early evening, dad and I spent some quality time with the American Mustangs at the Wild Horse Sanctuary.
Barking of quality time, any time was quality time with George.
Just ask dad!
September 02, 2009
A perfect day for motorcycling!
We haven’t many of those this year.
Dad and I went to Sylvan for a walk around. The temperature couldn’t be beat. And we all know the scenery is fantastic.
We stopped in Custer to look at the Studebaker car show. Cool looking cars, no doubt. And no doubt I would look very cool in one of them.
More important than the Studebakers was getting a buffalo burger from Baker’s Bakery.
After more riding dad and I had a DQ treat in Hill City.
Thanks Lin for taking this photo with your phone.
I’m a tired basset now, but I sure had a great day.
George thought the setting sun of September 01, 2006 couldn’t be beat.
Catch the glow, right George?
Relief from that hot, hot temperature of yesterday. It was still plenty warm, but the morning wasn’t bad at all. I spent some of the morning watching the Spanish mustangs at the Wild Horse Sanctuary. I imagined myself as protector of the herd, always on alert.
Hmmm-m, well, almost always on alert.
Bacon cheeseburger from the Wild Horse Cafe, yippee!
George had a handsome morning in 2009 for photographs of a handsome basset.
Bark about a cooker today, 100 degrees and at the end of August of all things. Dad took me for a swim in the Fall River.
That helped, but I won’t deny that I stayed indoors most of the day.
The evening came along and, hey!, it’s not too bad out.
Stiff wind to cool me down. Watching the sunset was pretty darn nice.
In 2008 George and dad were catching the evening sun out on Old Hwy 18.
Decent lighting for George at that time.
Another trip to the Wild Horse Sanctuary this morning; dad is becoming a regular. And I got to go along on the tour!!! And, and, get this, the people on the tour, Roy and Sandy, bought me a bacon cheeseburger for lunch! Bark about great folks!
The downside to the day was the heat for this Porter basset. As the afternoon wore on I tried to stay alert…
but, I just couldn’t keep up my energy in all this heat. Head down…
Is this classic George or what?
August 29, 2009
Wild Horse Sanctuary morning, and AGAIN I was left at the newspaper office. What’s a dog to do? Dad told me that he would take me along tomorrow. Much, much better.
Sometimes we had some pretty moments today.
For the most part, however, it was hot with lots of moisture up in the sky. Now there are thunder boomers all over the sky…HELP!
George had a nice day on the motorcycle five years ago.
No doubt about it George always was the handsome guy on his motorcycle.
Nice blue sky this morning, so I took out both of the Sony cameras.
Not much in the way of composition, but the subject matter, me, can’t be beat. Like that blue sky, too.
Ron left today. Geez, I sure liked having him around. Dad took me to see Gene in hopes that I wouldn’t get too depressed.
Hot one today, unlike George’s day in 2006.
Too many clouds!
Six years ago George watched the setting sun…
and commented, “Bet you didn’t know dad that you can taste gentle rays of sun.”
Dad didn’t, but he knows it now.
Dog gone it! Dad dropped me off at the newspaper office while he went to the Wild Horse Sanctuary. I think this needs to stop. The day wasn’t a total ruin cuz I did get extra treats for being left behind.
Dad scratches his head when he sees me heading for the sun on a 98 degree afternoon.
I’ll admit that I get overheated and then want to find some cool air, which dad finds strange indeed. I found that cool spot at the Edgemont City Park.
Well, that is after dad let me get in the cool grass after a photo shoot.
After our jog I stopped on Ears to the Wind Ridge and thought about the coming day, um, in a looking-forward-to-food sorta way.
I knew that the Little Britches Rodeo would bring action (the bulls won again).
It also meant a brat for me and this is just after I received a breakfast sandwich at PJ’s, thanks Linda!
I took Ron and dad to see Ardmore, ghost town Ardmore. Ron enjoyed it a lot. Nice sky lighting for the road, too.
Can’t forget that coming home brought turkey and mashed potatoes and egg salad.
Good day for food and plenty of fun too.
Five years ago George was tired enough from his early morning hike that he figured a mid morning nap in the car would be a good thing. “You don’t mind, do you dad?”
George’s day ended on a nice sunset.
Good thing about that mid morning nap letting George stay alert and refreshed for the rest of the day, especially the sunset.
Tops turvy, busy day. On the way home from the Wild Horse Sanctuary I asked dad to tilt the camera some, so you all can know how hurried I was all day.
The evening was really great, cuz I took Ron and dad over to see Gene and Agnes. I didn’t get to the blog until the next evening. Whew!
George had a quieter August 24th in 2008 than my August 24th in 2013. After going to the airport with Lucky and Willow in the morning, George chilled out in the front lawn.
I took Ron to the newspaper office early in the morning so he could get the latest edition of the Edgemont Herald Tribune.
Pretty nice to sit out in the sun and read the newspaper.
Later in the morning we visited the Gold Rocks.
It was getting darn hot for this Porter basset.
In the afternoon and evening we all went to the Wild Horse Sanctuary to get some photos of Rianna and the mustangs. Bark about Rianna looking fantastic!
To wrap up the day it was a great meal cooked by Annee. Dog oh dog, did I ever have a full day (though I still would like more treats:-)
It’s all about lighting. George kept those 2009 early mornings a going with various lighting techniques.
I just don’t have the patience that George had.
Better morning than yesterday day morning. I could get out and enjoy the wildflowers without getting wet.
And I got some great sunbathing in at Cheyenne Valley View.
Dad’s buddy from Holland, Ron, came today. I won’t deny that I thought it great he had come to visit cuz that should mean more treats for me. Right?
In 2008 George had a splendid morning to snap photos of trains.
Sky blue SD45-2 anyone?