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mouse from merced
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The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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This is John Burroughs, the most famous nature writer of his day.
http://www.pbs.org/harriman/1899/1899_part/participantburroughs.html
It's taken here locally, I'm told. Don't know where, but there's a prominent foothill sticking into the background...
I'm not sure who else is involved or in the picture or who took the picture, because wasn't paying much attention. This was lifted off a computer screen.
I was too involved in dickering for this photo, a 20 x 16 of the Upper Yo Fall in winter shot from a helicopter rented by a professional man named Clark, working for the University of California during the selection process for the newest UC campus location in the 90s.
It's not that back in the day at all, but it's way-cool!
Check the others out over at The Flames' camp.
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 9, 2013 - 12:15am PT
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Much thanks to Mouse et al. Who've been contributing such jewels to keep this thread going!
BBA: I love those trestle tables.
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mouse from merced
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The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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I came across this batch in a one dollar bin in an antiques and collectibles mall. They are courtesy of Stranded Oil of Oklahoma & Nebraska.
This spiral bound picture set was a promotion for Standard Oil Station, and Chevron Gas Stations in 1947. The idea was to collect pictures at gas stations as you were traveling, and filling up at the gas stations. Each is a scenic view from various parts of the country. So these images are from 1946-47, older than I.
Part ofThe See Your West Scenic View Series in all its rotogravure glory--somebody else got to these first or we'd have had some Yosemite shot, likely.
See ya, SOON.
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 9, 2013 - 10:03pm PT
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Some really nice retouching to be seen in that last batch!
The faux signage hanging off of El Capitan upthread a ways is awfully cute as well.
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mouse from merced
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The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 16, 2013 - 05:27pm PT
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Far, far away in time,
To Half Dome we climb.
An adventurous group around the time of the first world war's ending, from a book/album labeled 1918.
Second from left is Carmella Collins Johnson, who was Norton Johnson's first wife. Norton took this photo. He is Skip Johnson's adoptive father, who adopted young Skip at a late age. This is why Skip's house is a trove of old stuff.
Here's Yosemite Falls, same album.
Skip's a notorious motorcycle enthusiast and he likes old cars, too. Bikes are his collectibles, though.
He thinks the Indian in the Yosemite Museum's the one from El Portal's RR exhibit. He's probably right.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 24, 2013 - 06:28am PT
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Yosemite Indian Field Days - June Lake, in Mono County. Since the best Yosemite Indian baskets came from the Mono Lake Paiutes. Yosemite NPS held the Yosemite Field Days at June Lake by Mono Lake and every winner for Yosemite Indian baskets was always a Yosemite-Mono Lake Paiute. The majority of the basketmakers of Yosemite resided in both Yosemite and Mono Lake. They would go back and forth, like they had done for eons. Their parents lived mainly in Paiute areas or they did. They were mostly born around Mono Lake and other Paiute areas. Not in Mariposa County...and not Miwok.
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donini
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Ouray, Colorado
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Apr 24, 2013 - 10:49am PT
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Great photos Mouse!!! I can't help but think.....those people on the cables are no longer here, the cables will soon (geologic time) be gone but Half Dome has " relative" permanence.
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mouse from merced
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The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Apr 29, 2013 - 07:32am PT
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Eureka! I managed to find the one I really wanted to find, and there are three more waiting just like this one.
The Standard Oil See Your West Scenic Views Set, twenty-five different photos.
"Usmati, meaning grizzly bear."This thing's older than Donini by less than two years.
And we are back to Valley View.
Quite a spin.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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From Along Sierra Trails by Joyce and Josef Muench, 1947.
Thanks, Sierra (Nevada optional) Ledge Rat!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Again, imagery calls
Again, imagery falls
Into my lap.
"Oh, Ansel," imagery calls,
"the Westons are here!"
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Of course this is Arrowhead Arete, AS WE NOW KNOW IT.
This struck me as I read "YOSEMITE" on the caption, but that was it, there was nothing to indicate the name of this particular feature, just that one word.
I then realized that this photo must have been taken by someone unfamiliar with the local name of what is called Castle Cliffs, commonly. I believe it is an older name than Arrowhead, but would have to check.
Ansel may not have known or he may have said something. One can only speculate.
Leading to this other by the Westons. I think it is of the Minarets.
edit: Next morning, as I am reading Charis Weston's description of the travel and events covered in California and the West, it comes out that Weston was the recipient of a $2,000 Guggenheim Fellowship, the first photographer to ever be awarded one. It is no wonder when people had been saying things about Weston and his work such as, "Photography is beginning to be photography, for until now it has only been art."
During this period the Westons made seventeen separate trips, travelled over 16,000 miles, and Weston made 1,260 negatives. A second year was funded by the Guggenheim based on this record of accomplishment.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Weston
When you look at the work of Muench and Weston, the one is a tourism promoter and his wife's prose is loaded, bloated in fact, with adjectives and adverbs and most shots are "stock" views.
In the case of Charis' writing, she tells the story in an engaging manner, and the photos are much more artistic and creative. Their reproduction is far superior, obviously.
We need both kinds of people, tourists and artists, just as there's a place for each type of photograph. It's a huge world, just seems to be shrinking.
Again thanks to Skip Johnson of Merced, for the loan of this book.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Isaac Minor owned a quarry. This granite boulder was native to Humboldt Co. and was split and sectioned by imported Italian quarrymen for use in Minor's mausoleum. Due to his dying out of the area, he is believed to be the only member of his family not buried in the tomb.
Believe It or I'm Telling Mummy!
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - May 6, 2013 - 12:27pm PT
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Much thanks Mouse, for fattening the album and pasting the historic prose!
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Yours truly, Badger Pass
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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May 10, 2013 - 11:38am PT
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The informed know Throw is a throw back to the way back. He's also one of the balancinest guys in the land and can he land them, whether on a skateboard, a skim board, a surf board, a sail board, and on snow boards, I'm not sure, but those boards he's on at Bagger are about to be schooled.
1958? You were like seven or eight. Tubular.
Jim Shirley posted these to me hier soir. He writes about his father, Howard Shirley, who recently ceased being here:
"Howard worked one summer as a packer's helper. I think this was between 1936 and 1938 (he would have been 17-19 years old). It looks like these pics came from a trip with our grandpa Frank Shirley. I'm not sure where the trip went but my guess would be to Rae Lakes and the Kearsarge Pinnacles. It should be possible to tell from the photos, if we could go to these places and compare them.
The wrangler is Howard (almost certainly) and the good buds are Howard and Frank (unless I am sadly mistaken). The hunter looks like Frank holding our old Marlin 22 rifle (which I still have).
I tell my kids that they have a long history of mountain-lovers in their ancestry. John Mattson has lantern slides showing Frank's dad, Henry Shirley, on a trip in the 20's. So Henry, Frank, Howard, me, and Kat and Mary cover 5 generations."
Thank you, Jim and family.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 15, 2013 - 08:10pm PT
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mouse from merced
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The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jun 15, 2013 - 08:14pm PT
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Thank you, old National Geographic collectors.
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go-B
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Hebrews 1:3
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Jun 15, 2013 - 11:07pm PT
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What meadow!
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ß Î Ø T Ç H
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Jun 15, 2013 - 11:59pm PT
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One of my photos from the 80s. Short scramble off 4 mile trail I think.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Jun 16, 2013 - 12:12am PT
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hey there say, tarbuster and mouse...
this is a very sweet wonderful and adventure of the heart, share...
thanks so very much!!!
god bless with more open doors, for these neat finds...
thanks again!
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