Elk Neck !

From Elk Creek Ranch in Wyoming, we are now heading into Elk Neck State Park on the Chesapeake Bay in Maryland. For a several years there, before I moved to France, a few of us (like the aforementioned Bob R.E.K. Wreck the painter & Jeff the boat builder) would head down to Elk Neck from time to time and spend the day roaming the woods and cliffs along the shore, and building bonfires on the beach when the sun started to get low in the sky. There is something primordially wild about Elk Neck that brings out the best in people, and we shared many a fine day down there totally forgetting about the industrialized wastelands that haunt our normal lives.
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One day I photographed this dead fish that had washed up on the beach. . . his eye seemed like a black hole to me. . .

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These photos from November, 1990 give an idea of what Autumn colors along the shore could do. . .

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And at the end of the day followed the renowned Chesapeake Bay sunsets. . . which over the space of just a few minutes could go from blues and grays tinged with gold to pure molten fire. . .
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