Every Picture Tells a Story
I sincerely thought I was so complete
Look how wrong you can be. . .
Well, the last time I tried this it looked like it would go, but 24 hours later all the photos were GONE!! They were replaced with little "x"s in the top-left corners, nothing but the borders showed. Oh well, try try again, I guess.
Anyways, what I'm trying to do here is show people, graphically, what it's like here in Black River Falls, Wisconsin. As I've written, I do feel that I'm in exile here, but it's a pretty scenic exile. Here, take a look:
OK, so far so good. A long time to wait for the upload, but at least it's there now. We'll see if that lasts 24 hours. :)
Anyways, this is a shot of the Black River dam, right in the middle of town, from the town's main bridge. If you expand the photo, you can see fisherpeople on the left side of the river, just downstream of the dam. The Black River flows unrestricted from here to the Mississippi, near La Crosse, Wisconsin. That's about 60 miles, straight-line, but a little longer as the river flows. Within the next few weeks I plan to canoe downstream for a few miles; if the photos work in this post, you're sure to see some from that trip. :)
OK, I'm gonna go for the second photo now:
This is the upstream side of the dam, showing the pool (it's not a lake, as you can see). This shot was taken from the east side of the river, I live just a block away on the other side. The floating "restriction" markers go from the cement casing directly in front of the camera to an old bridge footing. At least that's what I think it is, but I'm not sure. This also isn't quite the photo I wanted, but it's getting late here, and I don't have enough time to "diddle" with this any more.
Well, that's gonna be it for this entry. I'll check back after a little while to see if the photos are still there. If they are, I hope all of you enjoyed them.