So we reached the top and found the tower.
It was a tower.
It was big.
Thinking it would be warmer, I ran inside.
It was impressive, but still freezing cold and the sound of the wind whipping around the structure was eerie as hell.
There were stairs.
Lots and lots of stairs….
Which I climbed halfway, lost my breath, said to hell with it and let the husband reach the top alone.
The following are a few of the hundred shots he took that actually resembled something other than a giant blur. Photography is not his strong point.
Bascom Lodge, more on that later.
Windmills.
North Adams again.
Ranger station with bus loads of tourists.
And before you say “Hey, stop picking on your husband those shots are great!”
He literally took 106 pictures and those are the result. The other 101 look like this one of me:
Jazz hands? Who can say…
Not the worst picture of me ever taken, but still.
Goodbye tower…
It’s been real.
Windy. It’s been real windy….
So ends the soldier’s memorial tower post.
Well, if you insist…..
River's world..... 
Your husband and I should go toe-to-toe in the Worst Photos of Sweeping Landscapes contest.
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In regards to sheer quantity of blurry, unrecognizable photos…. I’m afraid he’d win.
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hey! At least Fred is consistent!
Looks amazing tho.
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He is. Every trip I can count on at least a few blurred images of myself as mementos.
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You need to do a post of just those….
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Truthfully, I don’t usually keep them. But maybe I should….
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I think it would be hilarious. Let’s see if you can remember where it was taken……….and why.
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Have we met? I’m organized to the point of anality. (Is that a word?) and have a memory like a steel trap. I’d know where and when they were taken. But it might still be a fun collection!
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My memory is like a steel sieve.
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Ha!
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If there had been a margarita a the top however..
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Of course, that goes without saying.
A girl needs a little motivation for heavens sake…..
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BFF has mastered the art of the blurry shot too.
It’s a guy thing.
P.S. You should have climbed to the top . . . it would have warmed you up!
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I should have. Yes.
Should being a relative term….
😉
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In your husband’s defense, perhaps the camera was having trouble functioning at that high of an altitude. My only experience with a mountain was Pikes Peak, and I definitely didn’t do too well up there… especially running from the lightning strikes (Running at 14,110 feet is not recommended, even for professional stuntmen)…
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Sadly, he has the same problem at sea level. And as far as I’m concerned, running at any altitude isn’t recommended. Unless a bear is chasing me, then I might have to jog.
*shudders at the thought of jogging*
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All day and no food—a person could die in Mount Greylock and never be found without food!! (Yes, by now you have to know I have a one track mind!)
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To be honest, it was only about noon. I just post so many pictures time appears to move slowly!
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