This post was supposed to be about the buffalo, the bison, that inhabit Antelope Island in the Great Salt Lake. Unfortunately I had a gear problem. My Sigma 170-500mm telephoto zoom lens decided that it wasn’t going to allow me to get proper, or even decent, exposures. Something has happened to either the electronics or the mechanical f-stop mechanism. From what I can tell, it must be the electronics.
So, I decided to change subject matter – to something less dangerous that doesn’t require me to use the super telephotos. I made a trek down to the Mt. Pleasant and Fairview area on US 89. Now if you have been following me for awhile, you know I love the scenery along US 89 in Utah. As many times as I have traveled south on US 89 either heading to Manti for the Rat Fink car show, or just going south toward southern Utah, I have never spent any time at all exploring around this area.
The original concept was to find some old barns to photograph, but that just wasn’t working out. Sometimes, ok many times, when looking for photography subjects, one must just go with the flow. Find beauty in what is available. Preconceived subjects rarely work out as hoped.
Many years ago while in college attending a week long photography workshop in the High Uinta mountains of eastern Utah, my professor, John Telford, had made us go sit apart from one another for a few hours to just become “one with the place”. He said that one cannot take great photographs until one becomes part of the scenery. To this day, I still try to follow his rule. It works. It takes time in a place to really see.
I had stopped in town to take a break and eat my lunch. While sitting in my truck in a Maverik parking lot in Mt. Pleasant, I found my first photo – this old house. I was starting to see. After lunch, I decided to just go park my truck downtown, walk around and see what comes to me. The house was the first of several promising images.
Still hoping to find some older barns, I decided to head west out of town toward Moroni. (Yes, that is really the name of the next town; named after a Book of Mormon character.) Not really seeing anything good, I had decided to just take one of the unnamed farm roads. It wasn’t long before I came upon this cool old farmhouse.
After photographing the farmhouse, I completed the drive to Moroni, but I didn’t find anything else that struck my fancy. On the way back home, I decided to head back down that little farm road where I found my cool house. Looking back in my rearview mirror, I caught this scene, and immediately pulled over.
I figured I still had some time before I really needed to be home, so on the way back I took a little detour, heading straight north out of Fairview on a little road to another tiny farm town called Milburn. Milburn lies just east of US 89 about 10 to 15 miles north of Fairview. Just as I was coming into “town” I saw this old house.
Well, that wraps up my short trip to Mt. Pleasant. I will return with more time. Probably the best idea would be to bring my camp trailer down here for a few days. That way, I can spend as much time as I want exploring the endless old backroads. Who knows, maybe there is a barn out there after all.
Please know how much I truly appreciate all of my followers on WordPress. You all are great, and give me so many reasons to keep pursuing my photography hobby. Thank you so much; I have made so many wonderful friends. To each of you I wish the very best for this New Year! Hopefully by this time next year, we will be back to our usual lives and have many stories to tell.