Good Lord Willing and the Creek Don't Rise
I took a little trip down Appalachia way to visit my friend Brett in Whitesburg, KY. It had all the fixings for my favorite type of travel. Good food, good people, no itinerary, and a little bit of exploring.
We went over to Joel and Amelia's house the first night for a delicious home-cooked meal. Amelia is a wonderful cook. And it was great to listen to records, drink wine and chat with the other Appalshop affiliates. You'll have to guess who the impostors are in the beard picture Rebecca took below.
Over the four years I've known Brett, most of his stories have begun with "This one time me and my buddy Steve . . . ". Steve was also visiting Whitesburg for the first time, and it was great to finally meet him.
On Tuesday we went on a little 'splorin' trip over the mountain, through Cumberland and on into Lynch. Lynch was once the largest coal camp in the world. It was plotted as a company town and grew to 10,000 people in the 1940's. Coal production stopped more than 40 years ago, but the buildings and much of the machinery still remain. It was erie to walk along the quiet tipple that at one time moved 500 tons of coal an hour.
We went over to Joel and Amelia's house the first night for a delicious home-cooked meal. Amelia is a wonderful cook. And it was great to listen to records, drink wine and chat with the other Appalshop affiliates. You'll have to guess who the impostors are in the beard picture Rebecca took below.
Over the four years I've known Brett, most of his stories have begun with "This one time me and my buddy Steve . . . ". Steve was also visiting Whitesburg for the first time, and it was great to finally meet him.
On Tuesday we went on a little 'splorin' trip over the mountain, through Cumberland and on into Lynch. Lynch was once the largest coal camp in the world. It was plotted as a company town and grew to 10,000 people in the 1940's. Coal production stopped more than 40 years ago, but the buildings and much of the machinery still remain. It was erie to walk along the quiet tipple that at one time moved 500 tons of coal an hour.
posted by Channing at 8:44 AM
10 Comments:
Dag boy, it was good to have you. looks like you did a little research on Lynch. and yes to everyone else looking at this post and wondering. channing shot portraits of me the whole time. wait.. stand here.. chin down.. you get the idea.
Now, now. That was only at the coal mine where the light was like I had never seen it before. I didn't do any art direction in these pictures otherwise. And I don't care who you are . . . if you wear a red sock hat in a blue room, you're going to get your picture took.
great stuff channing...looks like it was a nice little trip
Beautiful light and beautiful pictures. Always.
Saludos.
Love, love, LOVE the map picture.
fantastic images! love your compositions and lighting as always.
Beautiful shots! My favorite is the first one. Looks like it was a great trip!
Did you grow your beard out just for this trip? Afraid the big-city Yankee ways wouldn't jive in Appalachia?
these made me homesick. lovely, lovely! i want a print of the mountains :)
really amazing pictures.....
thanks for sharing....
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