Friday, December 14, 2018
Old photos...old memories
The Lorelei is here now, so trying to hurry and do a post to get the previous one moved on down the page...in the hopes that if I do forget and open my blog with her around, it won't show up!
These have all been posted before...
In December of 2013. How I wish we could go back to that time...but at least we have our memories.
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I have searched and searched trying to find if I posted about a little drive we did in snow and ice. I think I told but cannot find it if I did. I have searched under the labels of snow, and searched all kinds of words. Anyway, it is one of those memories that I hold dear, but always makes me laugh till I cry. And one we think of it quite often.
It was a day about like the above...snow AND ice was abundant. We had headed out on our drive and was going a familiar route. This route contains a downhill curvy road. It is the leg part of a 'T' intersection...when our road comes to the other, on the other side of the road is a steep bank DOWN to creek bottoms...and there are fairly good sized trees...at least 7 or 8 inches in diameter are there.
We were turned down that road...we always like to go down it because we used to see wild turkey there often. So we get to the downhill part, and we don't seem to be slowing down...I tell Roger to please slow down a little bit. He says 'I have had my foot on the brake ever since we started downhill.' I am getting tickled...but it is not a laughing matter...the road gets pretty steep...and at the bottom it is a sharp turn either right or left and you can't see if anything is coming from one direction...but the rate we were going, we would not have made the turn.
There on the right side is a little house with a fairly big front yard. The end of it ends in a steep bank too. Probably taller than me...it goes straight down to the road.
Roger was at his finest...instead of going over the bank he makes a quick turn into that yard, and just circles around and goes back out the way we came. There was nothing to hit in the yard, and it was so frozen it would not have tore up the yard....probably barely left tire tracks! But we always wondered did they see us...did they see our tracks. Did they realize it was that or a bad wreck? We would have stopped if we had hurt anything...
But any time it snows, and several times through the year we laugh about that day.
Labels:
bridge,
Bridgeton,
chickens,
Covered bridge,
Parke county,
snow
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...old photos and old memories, they go hand in hand.
ReplyDeleteThat is a really good memory; one to tell the family for years! Wow, a covered bridge on top of a waterfall!! I have never seen such a thing. Have lots of fun with Lorelei this weekend!
ReplyDeleteI think I have read about the many covered bridges near you. I love the photos and memories you shared.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you were likely to busy hanging on to the seat to take pictures of that event.
ReplyDeletekeep trying different words in search, you will find it, sometimes it takes me a while to find what I want. your blog is like mine, it is a journal of all kinds of things we did and did not do and all the details. yours is also like mine, a chronicle of the good, the bad and the ugly... I love that bridge, the first photo is amazing and I don't remember seeing it... have fun with Lorelei
ReplyDeletewonderful memories along with nice photos.
ReplyDeletehave a great day
Sometimes memories are all we have-----love the covered bridge
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I can just imagine how funny that quick turn-around was, after it was all over. Makes me laugh to think about it. I haven't seen sweet Lorelei in such a long time. Bet she has really grown up.
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