SS Red Oak Victory Ship

The SS Red Oak Victory Ship provides a rich venue for my photography during our afternoon in Richmond, California. Just a short drive from Point Richmond.

As soon as I found myself on board I was drawn to using parts of the ship to create frames in my compositions.  One afternoon is just enough time to get an overview photographically. I plan to return here and explore more of this ship.



Reflection in a port hole


Faces follow me!


As seen from the SS Red Oak Victory


By the dock of the bay



So much to see on board. These are just a few of the rooms I explored. A bit of humor found in the hospital quarters. I tried to imagine what it would be like to cook for the entire crew. The size of the mixer gave me a clue.

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Wandering up and down the hallway.


Life boat

New cars unloaded from ships, and heading for auto dealers here in the USA. Cyclists stop by on the dock. A sailboat taking in the tranquility of the afternoon.

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Last stop was the Rosie the Riveter Memorial Park. It didn’t look promising for a great sunset, so we headed home.


Anne and I take advantage of the late afternoon sun to show off some height!


A great day for history, fun, and good photography.


Want to get out of the heat? If you are in Sacramento and your looking at the 7 day forecast of triple digit temps, you may.

Remember, Sacramento has access to both the coastal area and the mountains. When I was in high school 5 decades ago I had a history teacher who came from California.  She told us that it was a 2 hour ride west and she could be surfing. Going east 2 hours she could be skiing. Coming from Long Island, N.Y. this sounded great. Well, I never surfed, or skied, but the concept that the climate could be that different impressed me. Last week my granddaughter spent the week at camp in Lake Tahoe. On Sunday June 11th it was snowing. Roads were icy, and we white knuckled it back home to Sacramento. My husband picked her us on Friday, the weather in the mountains had warmed up to the 80s. Yesterday in Sacramento we reached a record high for the date of 106. Happy for my air conditioning.

In Richmond, California there is a Rosie the Riveter WWII Home Front National Historical Park. This is a gem of a museum. Lots to see, and it is easy for photographers to capture.   Easy to get to, easy parking, and if you have a National Park Pass admission is free.


National Historical Park


Richmond scene




There is a cafe right next door, but this time we decided to venture into Port Richmond. A local pointed us in the direction of a sandwich shop. After a salad sampler the streets of Point Richmond beckoned.

What I like about my outings and photography is coming home and diving deeper into the history of the places I visit, or learning more about my natural surrounding. I came across this interesting website, and learned more about this statue of an Indian in the center of a little park.


Second statue to be erected here.



Street of Point Richmond


Historic Hotel


You Are Here!


Point Richmond Reflected


Theater with Red Door


1910 Fire Station


Current Point Richmond Fire Station

We left Point Richmond, and found another cool place to explore, The SS Red Oak Victory Ship. More about that in my next post.

Copps Quarry

1611_01_coppsquarry_5115Getting out with fellow photographers helps me get a different outlook on life. It is time for me to relax. It is time to look outward. Stop worrying about family who seem to think I can wave a wand, and abracadabra all their wants will be delivered. All mysteries of the universe revealed by me. I am so powerful. Not!

Since my Dad passed away in September much time is spent with my Mom. Luckily my dog, Libby joins me most days. On Fridays I watch grandkids, and my one year old entertains residents at the assisted living facility with my Mom. So to get out of this routine I set aside at least one day a week to photography.

This time we explored a new place for me. Copp’s Quarry provided granite to San Francisco and Stockton for buildings. Closed in 1915 I explored narrow walking paths dotted with granite partially cut, a meandering creek, and Indian grinding rocks.


Where will this path lead?


Next time I will bring my new variable neutral density filter to improve the rushing water in this image.                         

Lots of fungus among us.

A close-up look at nature reveals faces to me.


Black eyed


Look at my perfect profile


The Lone Ranger look

Splashes of color grab my attention.

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Lizard sunning

What does this mean?


And now I have come to the end of this set of images.


Thank you for joining me on my recounted afternoon photo journey. Any words from you are always welcomed.




Hope Valley Autumn


Two hours from Sacramento is Hope Valley. For this Tuesday my friend Anne and I head out to find some Autumn color. My Dad passed away 5 weeks ago, and it is time to look outward.

Traveling on Route 50 we stop in Strawberry. This unincorporated town was a stop for the Pony Express in the 1850’s. Strawberry Lodge was my introduction to snow in California. When my kids were little we came here to go sledding.


Granite cliffs call to me. Do I see some faces there?


The south fork of the American River in Strawberry, Ca.


This Dodge truck just fits in this space


The Sierras in the distance have been dusted with snow.


Back on Route 50 we will turn south before Lake Tahoe

We stop for lunch at Sorensen’s Resort in Hope Valley. Great lunch. Cabins, pond, fire pit, rustic charm, and topiary make for fun picture exploring. This is just how I like to spend time out photographing with my friend.


Just Fishin’


On the lookout for picnic baskets, Bo0 Boo!


Imagine Relaxing with a Good Book


After a summer it is great to see Aspen color

Rain fell in the Sacramento Valley during the weekend leaving a dusting of snow along the Carson Pass at an elevation of 7800 feet.


Caples Lake located in the Carson Pass

Many Sacramento photographers recently posted a cabin in the woods.


Cabin in the Woods



Goodbye Hope Valley. Glad to spend time wandering around just looking for beauty in nature.