I left Eureka last time (in August) feeling a little disappointed because I, well - WE never got out of the car in the cemetery. We were a little unnerved by the town itself. Everything except the liquor store was boarded up and closed down. I guess there are a couple of stores on the main road that do open on occasion, but I didn't know that until Joel took me back there. I kept telling him that "Yeah, I know that it's not really that far away, but when you go over the little mountain pass on Highway 6, it's seriously like you've stepped into another dimension." I also thought that I had talked it up too much and that it wouldn't live up to the hype; leaving me open to mockery - again!
The whole reason Joel wanted to go, Porter Rockwell's cabin was moved to Eureka and there is a geo-cache on/in/at the cabin. We decided to go to the cemetery first, so it wouldn't be too late. We arrived at the cemetery around 7:45 p.m. and it was already dark, thanks to the tipping of the planet. Joel had asked me if I was going to get out of the car this time, and being we were about 15 miles from the place, I said "Sure". Well, I was lying. I didn't realize I was lying until we physically entered the cemetery. We both agreed that it was the craziest place - EVER! I don't really know how to put it in words but, it's a pretty big cemetery with each family or individuals plots being fenced off from others with chain link fence, racks from the back of a pickup, industrial type fencing that one would purchase from IFA or some place like that, chicken wire, cement curbing or just some medium sized rocks. It's like a puzzle that doesn't want to fit, each 'piece' is trying to be different from the others. The puzzle pieces are decorated with bits of tinsel, windmills, solar lights, statues of animals (dogs/cats/etc.), and some flowers. Needless to say, neither one of us got out of the car. We drove through and around it for a while, but never feeling quite secure enough to get out of the car.
We tried to find 'Silver City' which is a real ghost town, so much so that we couldn't find it. Our GPS read that we were right on top of it, but we couldn't see anything - AT ALL! So, we went back to 'town'. We parked the car at Porter's Cabin (yeah, we're on a first name basis now - we're pretty tight!) and got out to walk around. We walked along the main road and I was taking pictures of the boarded up stores, all the while having the feeling that if I got too close to the open windows, someone would have their face pressed up against the glass. I did get some good pictures and we had a great time. I was, again, so glad to get through that mountain pass and back to civilization!!
ENJOY!!!
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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Uhm, I have good and bad news about the orb thing. It may burst bubbles but the alternate explanation is equally intriguing.
You see, a camera like the one you're using has Depth Of Field (DOF). What DOF does is makes objects inside the range appear In Focus and objects outside of the range Out Of Focus. The further an object from the focal range of the camera (based on shutter speed, aperature, and so forth) the more Out Of Focus that object will appear.
Enough of the small talk already, getting to my point...
When you walked into the cemetery you kicked up a lot of little particles of dirt, floating in the air. Some of these particles undoubtedly were very close to the camera lens, thus out of the DOF range but close enough to reflect that flash. ...And the Orb is born!
In short, it's dust folks! But don't be alarmed! YOU KNOW WHY? 'Thou art dust and unto dust thou shalt return' -- so said God in Genesis 3:19. So there's no reason to believe these particles AREN'T left over spirits of yore.
Cheers!
Il Pizzaiolo
Thanks il pizzaiolo! I'll look into the DOF my camera has. Do you know if disposable cameras have DOF as well? We have used different cameras on different settings, but we do not know the 'best' setting for this type of photos. My husband also says dust particles - I guess that would explain some of these. Oh wait, are you a professional photographer - I guess I should know that BEFORE I ask your professional opinion.
Dust or not, I still think it is creepy. I can't believe you walk around in graveyards at night.
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