Trespassing with Purpose

Andy and I took a long drive through Skagit County the other day for photos – and also to hit up the small shops in LaConner for a belated birthday gift I’d had in mind for a friend.   On the road to LaConner, we passed an old barn that had been marked, “no trespassing”.  Well, if you follow my blog at all, you know that I’m not easily deterred by trespassing signs.  I thought these two windows made an interesting shot, so I think it was worth the stop.  Plus, if you’re kind of in the road is it really trespassing?


No trespassing??  Like I ever listen. 

I did lose the lighting more quickly than I expected last night, so my train project didn’t happen.  Instead, I took the path to the marina again and tried to make the most of what remaining light reflected off the clouds. 

I happened to spot a Minnesota license plate as I walked down one of the docks.   This resulted in a conversation with two fisherman, who were enjoying a “once in a century” run with a certain type of fish that I can’t now recall.   Keith, the talkative one, bore a strong Viking resemblance:  bushy blonde hair and beard, leathery skin from too much time at sea, with that far away look in his eyes like something distant and dangerous still beckoned him.    Norwegian myself, and convinced there are some Vikings in my bloodline, I understand that feeling.  I understand that draw towards the unknown and the inability to stay rooted without soon growing restless. 

I wish the fisherman would have let me photograph them, but these tough guys turned out to be camera-shy.  You can view more photos in my “Ordinary Things” Gallery

Camera:  Canon 40d
Location:  Lonesome Dock;  Bellingham Marina

Forgive Us Our Trespasses…

…as we continuously trespass at Northern State Hospital.  Also forgive me for my excessive use of ellipses.   I can’t stop using them…

In the past weeks, my group of photo walk buddies has been focusing attention on the grounds of Northern State Hospital – but not the actual hospital part.  We’ve been exploring the old barns and random buildings on the east side of the property.  Technically, we are not trespassing there.  From what I understand, Starbucks funded a project to turn the “east side”  into a Frisbee golf course which weaves throughout these old decrepit buildings, beginning in a hay field.   A tad bizarre yes, but considering the history it seems to make sense.

Anyway, today I decided to walk around on the hospital grounds and take pictures over on the west side where I would actually be trespassing. My plan was to take pictures until someone asked me to leave, but this never happened.  Apparently a thirty something white woman wandering around with a camera isn’t nefarious enough to warrant an expulsion from the property.  Maybe it’s just that no one really cares.  Regardless, I think I snapped a few good shots.  Visit my gallery on Smug Mug for more photos.

Camera:  Canon 40d
Location:  Creepy Old Mental Hospital;  Sedro Woolley, Washington