Loss of a friend. Message – Be open to new experiences

Today I got the telephone call I was expecting. My friend Greg now has a new bird’s eye view of the world. Photography brought us together, and this past year I enjoyed his company on many of our Tuesdays with Seniors photography outings. I met Anne and Greg at the same time, and we formed a team on many Tuesdays.

Our day was never very predictable, and it was much more than just finding a spot to take pictures. We met at 9:00 a.m. loaded with camera gear, and much enthusiasm.  Greg never was one to take a direct, fast route.


Michigan Bar Road. Lovely colors. Using my tripod and some post processing tips from Greg.


Cows looking for some shade. Greg sings to them.


Off the beaten path


He liked looking for alleys, narrow lanes, and forgotten places. Sometimes we ventured back to check out the scene again and again. Each time he marvelled at discovering something new.


Quiet spot in Folsom.


Another new place to explore.


Locke, Ca. a Greg favorite.


Captured at the Highland Games in Woodland. Not a selfie.

Greg volunteered at the California Auto Museum, and arranged for Sac Photographers to spend a morning there.


Journeying along with Friends

Greg liked talking to people, and occasionally Anne and I would have to interrupt him. He often tried to embarress me, which my husband says wouldn’t be too hard.


Got to talking with a local Knight’s Landing resident and pooch.


Love the dog’s expression


Never know what you will find when you went out on Tuesday.


This time the local resident captured Greg’s attention in Plymouth, Ca.


Knight’s Landing


Greg enjoyed showing me this double outhouse. Luxurious accommodations.


Greg and Anne finding something of interest in Jackson, Ca.

Greg explained HDR to me. It helped me capture this image.


Majestic hotel lobby of the National Hotel

After shooting all morning, or just driving around we would stop for lunch. Sometimes we ate at a Chinese, or Mexican, or BBQ restaurant. Then there was this one time we went looking for a pizza place and found all restaurants in the town  closed. (Remember, we liked the quiet of shooting on a Tuesday.) So we found a country store, and made our purchases. Arriving at a restaurant I never knew what wisecracks Greg would come up with. In the afternoon we stopped and Greg would fortify himself with a chocolate bar, soda, and jerky.


Ate here. I think we can still return.


Worth a trip to Jackson


Carlos, the owner of Fat Freddy’s in Jackson Ca. In a past visit Greg learned all about how this eatery got its name, and more.


River Walk farmer’s market


We stayed close to home and enjoyed the farmer’s market on the River Walk in November.

Greg’s knowledge of the area extended beyond driving logistics to historical information. I learned a lot. Our discussions ranged from personal stories, to politics, to solving the world’s problems. Bernie just lost a vote. In the end the day ended with each having some new thoughts, many images, and a feeling of camaraderie.


A soft spot for strays.

I told Greg that my first car was a Ford Maverick. He said I needed to take a picture of this car.


Greg identified this car as a Ford Maverick. Not.


Having fun at the Highland Games.


I will keep looking for another road to follow. 

I thank you for opening my eyes to new experiences. Thanks Greg.

3 thoughts on “Loss of a friend. Message – Be open to new experiences

  1. Frank Rutherford says:

    Love your pictures. We have a teacher here where I work that also takes wonderful pictures of her travels and experiences. My wife and I also had a Maverick for our first car together.


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