Planes, No Trains, and a Bus if that Counts as an Automobile

After getting stuck in a large learning curve of getting over my head with after effects projects for a couple weeks, I went on a trip. I spent the night at my folks place then we boarded a plane for Sun Vally, Idaho. So here are the first few photos from there! Starting with the plane!

Also, we stayed in the town Ketchum, Idaho, which I am positive is named after the world renowned Pokemon champion Ash Ketchum.

Watching the sunset out the window was nice, but watching the droplets in the window change colors was more more so.
Watching the sunset out the window was nice, but watching the droplets in the window change colors was much more so.

I’m rather proud of that picture as I did very very little post on it, which makes it the only one in this post like that.

I love the patterns on the plane tickets.
I love the patterns on the plane tickets.

This is the first time in a few years that I’ve ridden in a plane. It’s by no means the first time that I’ve ridden in one, I’ve be fortunate that way and had chances to travel. It’s just the first in recent times.

This was from one of the few times that I looked away from the window.
This was from one of the few times that I looked away from the window.

Here’s a neat fact, well, maybe not neat, but still a fact. Years ago, I broke my nose in such a way that it still folds completely flat because it never healed. I was using this fact to my full advantage to keep my face pressed impossibly close to the window most of the plane ride.

The Kennels

A couple of more photos from visiting my grandfolks in the small town of Morton.

Somewhere in the area of 45 to 50 years ago, my grandfather was a hunting dog trainer.
Somewhere in the area of 45 to 50 years ago, my grandfather was a hunting dog trainer.

No one in my family really talks to much about the kennels in particular, so I don’t know very much about them past their age an that they look hauntingly lovely now. The kennel and barn sit at the back of my grandparents property. I used to trek out to it as a kid in the summer, during which it involves traveling through many patches of stinging nettles.

Looking down the row of kennels.
Looking down the row of kennels.

 

Immediately looking the other was wheelbarrow long past its prime
Immediately looking the other was wheelbarrow long past its prime.

While most all things here are in some state of decay, the sign still looks like it was painted in the last couple years.

If you look at the full size image, you can make out the bush marks.
If you look at the full size image, you can make out the bush marks.

On a personal note, not that this should be surprising at this point, I love hand painted signs. Even when they are done with the utmost perfection, there’s always a human element that is almost impossible to recreate in a digital format.