Georgia Backroads & Zirkle

07-26-2009

The last couple of weeks I've done the least amount of photography than in several years. Bonnie had her major surgery and I've been back and forth to the hospital and working at the same time. She is still real weak so I've been hanging around close to home while she is going through this time and probably driving her crazy. I did send in a few photos and a short bit of history about Zirkle to Georgia Backroads magazine and they sent a reply that they are interested in maybe doing a story on it. I've found out a little more history on it and am going to see what other information I can find before I send in what I have on one of my all time favorite places to make pictures.

These two photos are:

Baptist Hospital at 3am looking out across the water. I decided to see if I could get a decent shot of the lights and buildings across the other side.

I took my daughter and son-in-law to their first trip to Zirkle a couple of evenings ago and the water is really, really low. Someone has been in the water digging up small logs and boards that I suppose came from the sawmill that was there in the early 1900's and laying them up on the bank. The water is barely coming over the dam now.

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Twenty five years

07-07-2009

Twenty five years ago today I was still a teenager, had hair (with some sexy sideburns), no kids, never had any type of surgeries and about to be married to my highschool sweetheart. I had just bought my one bedroom house on a south Georgia dirt road and acre of land for $1,500 and started my job at the sawmill making a whopping $5.38 per hour. The original house is still here but has expanded all the way around and we still live on the same dirt road even though the name has changed.

Fast forward to now and all of the other things have changed somewhat but I am still married to my highschool sweetheart. Bonnie has put up with me through a lot over the years with different projects (I can't stand to be bored) and I keep telling her that I am the best thing that has ever happened to her. Truthfully, it is the other way around but it still does not stop me from saying it.

Both of our kids are out of highschool now with Kristen being married and operating her own business and Kyle still looking for work before starting to college in the fall. I moved on from the sawmill job, started taking lots of photos and work on trains now. Bonnie has never been on a plane before and hopefully that will change very soon and we can start to travel, see more of the world and start on the next twenty five years.

These are a couple of photos I made in the fog a few days ago that I like.

wayne

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A Little Prick

07-01-2009

For the past few months I've been hobbling around while working 12 hours almost every day on cement with pain in my right heel. I finally got an appointment yesterday to get it looked at and I have a heel spur. I figured that was it because five years ago I had the same pain in my left foot. The doc examined me and said he was going to inject something in the inflamed area and whipped out a little tiny needle and said there is going to be a little prick. Wham, straight into the side of my heel and it was a good thing he had a good grip on my foot at the time. After that he had to move it around and around until he hit juuuust the right spot. He knew it when he hit it and so did I. That was when the pain went from just hurting to hurting and burning. Now I've got a brace to where for a couple of days and I should be good to go.

This morning I was back at Zirkle wading around in my chest waders and walking on the soft river sands of the Little Satilla that felt so good I didn't even think about my foot.

The yellow flies are bad and I bet PETA would not have liked the way I killed one of them with my hat that was biting my ankles after getting my wading clothes back off. I knocked it to the ground, put my foot on it and did the twist. I already hurt enough around my ankles and don't need a yellow fly to add to it. Made me feel good that at least one of them didn't get away.

This set of trees is some I've enjoyed taking photos of that is near Herrin Lake and now the river is getting low enough I can get to them again.

wayne

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