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1. Be the King of Awesome
Consistently tag yourself in awesome situations, outside of everyone’s reach and reality. Overkill it with your travel photos. Share pictures of the awesome food you eat. Publicly proclaim your love for your better half, who is -of course- equally awesome as you are. Take up the latest trends in everything and share your experience to enlighten the clueless (“Glutten free for 2 weeks now and already feel like a new person”). Don’t neglect to highlight your sensitive side by engaging in some charity (that you can milk to death to further enhance your profile). More importantly: Master the art…
I’m on my way on Thursday to visit Philadelphia and Delaware to see my mother’s only cousin, Hal. He’s 91 now, and he’s planning our trip to Harper’s Ferry. He’s also anxious that I bring Manny. Hmmmm?
Last time I was there I framed him along with Manny. It wasn’t Manny’s fault he likes to climb trees and Hal had to hold him up to keep him from falling out. Hal acted like he did not object to being framed.
Do you think he wants revenge?
Framed again! hahaha, Hal.
Oops, I’d better be careful. He may be older than I am, but he’s a lot bigger – and degrees smarter, but that’s another story.
Since I’m leaving my neck of the woods, I’d love to meet any East Coast friends – who are willing to come somewhere near DE or PA. Any bloggers in the neighborhood? I’d love to meet you.
A friend of mine also told me I need to look up Ben Franklin in Philly while I’m there. Last time I looked up an old relative, Robert Morris. I was too late, He was buried at Christ’s Church. The tour guides let me ring the sister to the liberty bell, though. Very cool.
If you know me, you know I love museums, so I’m sure there are a few of those around.
Have you ever opened the door to a shop and it took your breath away, it was so …. odd?
My friend Sally Pace and I got in her car and drove east on Highway 198 toward the big trees, Sequoia National Park. Our mission, as we chose to accept it, was selling advertising for Kiwanis magazine, “What’s Happening in the Foothills.”
We’re volunteers, you know.
You can’t keep a volunteer on the straight path without them turning their work into an event.
“Hey, Sally, look here. The Doll’s Nest. Ever been there?”
“It looks like someone’s house.”
“Let’s check it out anyway. If they’re not there, oh well.”
We almost did not open the door. It WAS someone’s house. We heard a little voice inside, “It’s open. Come on in.”
We pushed open the door and sucked in our breath.
I’ve never seen so many dolls in my life.
Most, like 99.95% of them, are imported from Russia. Many of them are decades old and were very difficult to get because of international relations between the Soviet Union and the United States.
Bertha and her sister Marilyn started the Doll’s Nest as a hobby. The name fits the shop perfectly. These nesting dolls nest in their living room. See the little guy at the bottom middle of the picture? That’s my husband with blue eyes.
Little Vince is one of the few dolls who doesn’t nest.
According to Bertha, “nesting dolls are hollow wooden figures, with the top portion of the doll coming off, revealing another figurine.”
The Beetles live here along with other famous figurines.
Some of the dolls have their nesting companions laid out beside them like you see with Mr. Walrus. My favorite was the stressed woman whose mood gradually lightened as she thought cheery thoughts.
Ginny dolls caught my attention on the left side of the shop.
Ginny dolls were my favorite dolls when I was seven. Here is why. We had a bond.
I was born with a double harelip or cleft lip. I had to go to the hospital to have my inner lip separated from my gum where it had been sewn when I was born. At age seven, I could smile normally.
No worries, I came out just fine with Ginny by my side.
My smart momma took me shopping to pick out a new doll. We made a day of it. She took me out to eat at L.S. Ayres & Co. at their fancy rooftop restaurant where we watched a fashion show. I also got some new baby doll pjs.
I was soooo excited to go to the hospital. I know, weird, huh?
The hospital had a huge bright playroom, so Ginny and I went right there as soon as I got there. I could not wait to make new friends and show them my new doll.
Ginny and I together had no fear.
If you guys ever need a place to spark happy memories, drive up to Three Rivers and visit the Doll’s Nest. hehehe
Don’t tell, but my brother loved my dolls, too.
If you are NOT a guy who loves dolls, think of it as pure history. Maybe there is somewhere to sit down and play video games on your phone while you wait.🙂
I hope you enjoyed my trip to the oddball shop.
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No, Farrell’s not shy. Neither is Steven, his son. He IS a perfectionist, though, and lots of fun.
I did NOT say he was an oddball!
He just can’t stay out of the crawl spaces. Listen up.
“This is why this subfloor is bulging and spongy.”
“There’s no support. They just put it over a hole.”
I rushed over to take oddball pictures. Farrell ripped off the subfloor panel and ripped out the insulation. I could see that back in the “good ole days,” builders supported the house foundation with wire.
It looked like a fiberglass fish swimming in a sea of dust. Can you see the wire?
You can see where the 1940s house met up with the 1990s house. The fish’s support wire is a little harder to see.
“Look at this, Vince. They used scrap lumber.”
I tried to get a close-up of the scrappy wood. That’s pretty oddball, don’t you think?
Farrell already had it out the door and into the trash. I had to chase it down to prove to you that things weren’t all they were cracked up to be back in the good ole days.
Then Farrell began building a new support for the subfloor.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“They didn’t support the wood floor either,” Vince told me.
Yep, the wire is still there.
Cutting into Farrell’s back.
Whew! Now he could go back and reattach the frame he started in the first place.
He told us about the billionaire who straightened and reused all the old nails he pulled out of one floor.
That’s just one small story. I haven’t even told you all the oddball stories Farrell told us while he worked.
For example, he reminded us not to walk on the new floor. To help us remember he left us this mental picture – the 300-pound woman who walked on the newly glued floor 30 seconds after he told her not to walk on it for 24 hours.
So that’s it for today’s oddball stories.
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Pretend that you’ve never been to Woodlake, CA. Never even heard of it.
But you want to fly somewhere and have a fantastic breakfast.
You go online. Search for airport cafes. And VOILÁ! There it is!
Frank Holbert from Corona, CA is just like you. He had never heard of Woodlake, CA. Decided to come.
That was in 2008 before it became “THE” pilot’s place to have breakfast and lunch.
I wish I could fly. I don’t.
On Sunday my husband and I drove to the Runway Cafe just south of Woodlake at the Airport right after church. We did not beat the crowd.
It did not matter. Charlotte caught my eye over the crowd milling around the cashier’s stand, “Just two today, Marsha? Gottcha!”
We headed outside and sat at one of the empty picnic tables. Normally we sit out there, but the temperature on Sunday headed towards 108, and HE wanted to sit inside. While we waited we chatted with another couple and pet their large golden retriever.
“I’ve got a Beggin’ Strip for Annie,” Charlotte told them. Annie sniffed around the wood floor for other treats while she waited and we talked.
We did not know the couple before we arrived. They lived in Visalia and came often out to the Runway on the weekends. Like us, they enjoyed the excitement of watching planes and helicopters land.
Runway Cafe is Woodlake City property. In 2014 when Butch Reed and Charlotte Scott decided to look into leasing it, they had six competitors.
But they got it, and the locals were thrilled. Let the good food roll!
One customer said, “It’s a shame! Such good food we pig out!”
Another laughed, “The food was great! Now, we’ve got to find a couch!”
So who comes here, you ask?
Charlotte said, “We get about 15 pilots on Fridays and Saturdays, 10-25 on Sundays, and a total of about 10 during the rest of the week.”
That’s it? Just pilots?
Butch chimes in, “I’m in the hot rod and bike business. I build bikes from scratch. Bikers know me. We get lots of bikers and hot rod guys. For example, the Five of Diamonds Motor Cycle Club of Tulare. They just had a Run and raised $15,000-$18,000. We like to help out.”
Charlotte’s eyes teared as she looked at me.
She said, “I just want everyone in Woodlake to know how much we appreciate them. We are just so grateful”
A large party at the two tables behind us got up to leave. Charlotte stopped our interview briefly to give each person a hug and thank them for coming in.
Butch had a larger vision of “locals” than just Woodlake.
“People drive in from Visalia, Hanford, Porterville, Bakersfield, Reedley – all over. There’s a picture over there in the corner of a couple from Germany. They’ve been here several times.”
I don’t think the German couple is local even if they’ve been here more than once!
Pictures line the walls. Most are of guests who come by plane. One morning when my husband and I came for breakfast Charlotte wanted her picture taken with the pilot and crew. Volunteering to hold the camera, I rushed out with the crew to take the pictures. Charlotte was so busy, she never made it to the picture.
The pilot offered to fly me to Visalia with them. Breakfast was waiting for me. Should I stay or should I go?
I hadn’t said anything to my husband about going. I would miss my great breakfast.
I wished them well and ran back to eat my delicious breakfast.
Butch is so grateful to have the Cafe and the opportunity to serve coffee that he drives to Runway Café at 4:30 AM and works until 7:00 AM. Then he goes back to his Transmission Shop in Visalia and works there. Retirement is not in his vocabulary. Workaholic is.
“I went into partnership with Charlotte because she is the hardest working woman I know. And she’s honest.”
She’s the friendliest person I know. Everyone else follows her example.
Runway Cafe started 40 years ago as Woodlake Outpost Cafe under the ownership of Velma Dearmore. Dora, who owns Dora’s restaurant in Woodlake, had it for a while then Sherry Foreman from the Exeter Whistle Shop ran it after that. It sat empty for a few months. Finally, Butch and Charlotte started running it December 20, 2014. Yelp has given them a 5-star rating, in case you are wondering.
Charlotte said, “We are a team. Owners in other places I’ve worked asked the workers to do things they wouldn’t do. We don’t do that here. I’ve cleaned the grease trap, bathrooms, mopped, swept,, washed dishes, cooked – not as good as Brandon Edmonds, Steve Ferris and Ricardo Bonilla, but I do it. And yes, they are all local.”
Kelly Mittel, one of the waitresses who used to work with Charlotte and her daughter, Charnae Edmonds, left there and came to work at the Runway Cafe. She never regretted her decision.
Kelly said, “You can be yourself here. No uniform. It’s like family here.”
Runway Café supports the community in many ways. Of course, they donate to many causes. Since there is so much foot traffic, it is a favorite place to hang banners and flyers for community activities. They sell the book I wrote, Images of America Woodlake, the proceeds of which go to the Woodlake High School Foundation.
But mostly, they serve good food in huge portions for about $9.00 on average.
“It makes me happy to know that I’ve done something for Woodlake. I’ve helped it to become better known.” Butch said.
In addition to the regular German couple, people from as far away as New Zealand, and Australia have found their way to Runway Cafe for their delicious specials: fish and chips on Fridays, taco salad on Wednesday, and chile verde on Sundays. Other customer favorites include chicken fried steak, sausage patties, and omelets. I like their peach cobbler. Go figure!
The narrow road through the stout trees should have alerted us that the final challenge would narrow down ever further.
Sure enough. It did. Such a narrow passage, we had to fold in our mirrors.
If you are planning a trip to the Redwoods, the Northern California or Southern Oregon coast, you might be interested in more pictures of our road trip three years ago. To read about our Accidental Vacation click any of the links below. What started as a disaster ended up to be one of our favorite trips.
Cherries, sweet goodness, the joys and best of life
If the cherry is on top, all’s well that ends well, right? Life is a bowl of cherries. That is this week’s photo challenge, “cherry on top.” I tried to cherry pick the best photos from my 2016 collection that fit that description.
It was hot July 3rd in the Central Valley. As appointed photographer for the Kiwanis July 3rd Blast, I sought out interesting shots. Sure enough, here was the cherry on top.
She probably did not need to be coaxed to ride in the parade. In a few years, she will probably be Miss Woodlake.
At the Grand Opening of the Woodlake Valley Cultural Museum, we experience double-vision with this cherry-red cap. Maybe he is reading about the founding members of the Woodlake Lions.
The VIP opening of the Museum was a cherry topping experience for me. Here’s why.
My phone rang. I was about to step back into my tour bus in Hawaii. It was Carl Peden. We had never met, but he donated lots of artifacts to the museum from his time serving the White House as the pilot of Air Force One. On a whim, I asked him if he would be one of the speakers at the VIP opening. To my surprise, he agreed.
At the end of his speech he took off his jacket and handed it to our President, Rudy Garcia, for the Museum. What an electrifying end to his speech!
He proudly pointed out his name on the donor list to his relatives.
On President’s Day, two days later, he passed away. I think this event might have been the last cherry on his cake. We loved having him.
The Tulare County Agricultural Fair is the cherry of all ag festivals. Thousands of ag professionals come from all over the world to see cherries like the one pictured. They probably know what this machine does, too! I just think it’s pretty and red.
Cacti don’t bloom that often, but when they do, they give us a magnificent show. This cherry-picked this photo emerged out of hundreds during the Woodlake Botanical Gardens Berry Festival this May. Beware, do not try to eat it, though!
Las Vegas is hot year round compared to most places. Gelato seemed like the best option for dinner after hubby played a rousing hand of poker all day. Nourishing? Not really. A delicious end to a fun day? Definitely!
Though not overly thrilled with being the cherry in this picture, I was on cloud nine the week we were in Hawaii with my friends Carol, the Eternal Traveler from Australia, and Connie, my friend from TCOE, and their husbands.
You never know how it is going to work out when you put six people who have never traveled together on a week’s vacation, let alone six people, most of whom have never met in person. This Hawaiian trip was more than the icing on the cake. It was definitely the cherry on top!
We all look a little wind-blown. Make-up? Forget about it! Fun? You bet!
Huff, huff, huff! We made it to the top! My cherry-colored hat protected my face from frying in the sun, but held in the heat. Yes, I’m still smiling, but let’s sit down and have a nice cool drink, what do you think?
Near the end of the week, and we are still smiling, but I’m sad inside because it will end soon.
One week out of our lives, such a small chunk, but it leaves lasting memories as bright as cherries on a chocolate soda.
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Because there is no theme other than odd ball, it is easy to choose pictures ahead of time.
Since there’s no theme but odd, it’s easy to write and schedule this challenge.
Even though Cee makes all her challenges easy because she announces the themes weeks in advance, this one is easy to choose pictures. That earns me hours away from the computer!
Yesterday I went through about a third of my pictures and pulled out 40 that I thought would work. Some of them I took on purpose because they were odd when I saw them. Others are odd because I took them and wondered why!
Even odder, why did I keep them?
Odd Pictures or Odd Thinking?
Now the only decision I need to make is to share the odd pictures or my odd thinking. Which would you prefer?
I’ll do one of each and see which one you like best, how’s that?
This was in my Hawaii pictures from January when we visited with Mr. & Ms. Eternal Traveler, and, of course, Justin Beaver. Maybe Carol knows what this is. Since it was with other shopping pictures we took of the ritzy shops in Wailea on Maui, she might even have a post about it.
By the way, Carol is a famous guest poster, and I just found this published article of hers on Google in the Hiker’s Handbook. Way to go, Carol!
All the explanation you are going to get from me is, “I just think it’s cool.”
Since reputation for having the ability to think is at stake here, I’d better explain myself.
Actually, this picture is unique and well-composed according to my daddy’s teaching. It’s framed with a pretty weed on the left. The gold and brown colors coordinate. And it has a bright rusty contrast.
I’m so defensive…
My reasoning for taking and keeping this
The real reason I took this picture was to help collect donations.
The Woodlake Chamber of Commerce found out this year that they own the sign that sits on CA State Highway 198, the main highway that goes from the coast to the Sequoia National Park. The sign alerts travelers that there is a cute, friendly, cowboy town north of the freeway a few miles with the best fries in the state.
Believe me you don’t want to go to the coast on Highway 198 with a motor home!
Or to the park either, for that matter, the hairpin turns are narrow and mountainous. That means wind and scary drop-offs. We did it at night one time, and I thought my husband would have a heart attack.
Back to the sign.
The Woodlake Chamber of Commerce is NOT wealthy! And suddenly it owns a sign that is falling down, and now we know it’s our responsibility to fix it. We could ask businesses and other clubs to donate, and we will probably do that because signs are expensive.
But now we are fundraising by selling donation tickets to win a trip to Maui – my husband and my favorite vacation spot.
So this is one of the photographs I took to document the need to replace it – as if the fading picture is not enough reason!
So now you have enough evidence to choose.
Which do you like better, odd picture or odd thinking?
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Car shows are still the rage in Central California. They attract car guys and gals with everything from new Mustangs to old beaten-up trucks decorated with suitcases. This was one of my personal favorites.
The Woodlake Valley Chamber of Commerce Car Show is one of the last shows of the season in the valley where temperatures soar into the 100s by mid-summer.
As participants drove into the western touristy looking town, new downtown sidewalks, streetlights, flags, and a round-about leading into the town welcomed them.
Unlike most shows, this venue is in the middle of the city park right on the grass not on the hot asphalt street. The shopping center across the street from the park provided parking for all the non-exhibiting guests, so streets were clear for registration, which ended at 10:00.
Such a family friendly atmosphere! Everything in the park has been upgraded and is beautifully maintained.
Here are a few tips to make your day more fun that I gathered as I made my way around the park visiting with all the car guys and gals.
Pre-register. The pre-registration line went faster and because it was about 10 cars shorter. Woodlake Valley Chamber volunteers had bags of goodies packed with names ready to go.
Show up early! The best spots under the large trees in Miller Brown Park go fast! On-site registration officially opened at 7:00, but they let us in as soon as they got set up.
Bring a shade canopy, comfy chairs, cooler, and a spray bottle. One woman misted herself as I walked by her trying to grab a corner of her shady spot. Other guests offered me cold water. It was such a friendly crowd.
Don’t forget cash! The Woodlake Valley Chamber of Commerce had a 50/50 drawing and this year a chance to win an all-expenses-paid trip for two to Maui, HI. Donations go for a good cause. The Chamber is raising money to rebuild the sign on Highway 198 that points the way to Woodlake and the many activities sponsored by other service organizations during the year. They also sponsor the Woodlake Valley Cultural Museum which opened in February of 2016.
Come with your friends. Groups can park together at the Woodlake Car Show and not by category if they want. Car entries came from Bakersfield, Fresno, Visalia, Porterville, Tulare and many of the small towns in Tulare County. The youngest participant I talked to was a seventeen-year-old cyclist from Woodville.
Leave your pit bulls at home. We did not seem many dog strollers and no doggie messes in the park. The Woodlake Chamber allowed small carry-on dogs in the park.
There were so many prizes. Not only were there about 28 categories of vehicles with three winners in each one. In addition, Miss Woodlake picked her top three winners, and so the did the Chamber of Commerce.
Guy Fieri made diners and dives famous across the United States but does he know about the Woodlake Drive Inn? It’s thriving in the tiny town of Woodlake, CA.
How is that possible? What’s the secret of their success?
Ali credits his success to extending a helping hand and giving back 200% to the community.
Owner, Ali Mohamed impressed me with his devotion to Woodlake.
“Whatever you do for the community, it comes back. If you’re stingy it doesn’t work.”
It was about a half hour before our scheduled interview when I drove down Valencia Boulevard in Woodlake, CA. Hungry from my morning workout, and not able to cook while our kitchen is being remodeled, I looked forward to this interview for more than one reason.
Chicken Strips & Fries!
It was about 12:15 when I arrived, and there was a long line in front of me. I knew from experience it would go fast. However, I was not counting on Ali coming out to greet me. He asked what I wanted and put my order in for me. While I waited for my food, I took pictures for my blog and talked to customers. Everyone in one family liked the same thing I did – chicken.
Out of over 100 items, that was not the consensus. Other top ranking meals were #8, the BIG MEAL, the hamburger special, the pastrami sandwich, grilled cheese, and, of course, sodas.
Waiting on a constant stream of walk-up customers and answering the phone kept the window clerk busy. Several men bustled in the back filling the orders. Guests sat down under the cover of an awning visiting with each other across picnic tables while they waited for their food.
Just like any fast food, it came in a styrofoam container, but it was hot! The fries may be the tastiest I’ve ever had, with just the right amount of seasoning and the perfect crispness. The woman in blue informed me before my meal arrived, that Woodlake DriveInn has the best fries. They visit frequently, and she was right.
When I finished eating, Ali came out to join me at the table.
Curiosity bubbled out of me. “How did you end up in Woodlake, CA of all places?”
Twenty years ago Ali and his brother moved from Yemen to Dearborn, MI and went to work in a factory in Angola, IN, 20 miles south of Dearborn. In their spare time, they worked in restaurants as they picked up English.
Ali’s cousin, Sam, had moved from Fresno to Farmersville and told the brothers that CA was the land of opportunity. They bought the Drive Inn from an Arabian in 2001 and settled in with a plan to succeed.
“This country is amazing. You can be who you are in a free country. In the United States, if you believe you will succeed, you will.”
“We just noticed what people liked and that’s what we served. People order lots of sodas and soft-serve ice cream. And we were friendly. We came out and shook hands with everyone that came.”
The Drive Inn was old in 1961 when it was Floyd’s Drive Inn. He did not know the history of the business, but Ali told me that he had an 80-year-old customer who had worked at the Drive Inn when she was in high school.
When we started, it was just my brother and I and one girl. We worked hard. Now we have six or seven employees.
“My brother wanted to enclose the font, and air-condition a seating area. I wanted to keep it old-fashioned. The community needs something original. We added the awning.”
One customer said, Ali is very friendly. He’s got a great personality.
Her husband added, “And the food is GOOD.”
Ali believes in being generous. A Chamber of Commerce member, he donated a large amount to the Woodlake Valley Cultural Museum, run by the Chamber. His generosity reaches to other organizations as well. He has a soft spot in his heart for lending a helping hand, especially for the schools. He doesn’t always know why the kids are collecting money, though.
“You can never go wrong giving. It always comes back to you.”
It pays off. A few years ago I did a civics exercise in a high school class. Kids had to list ten things they liked about Woodlake, and ten things they would change. Woodlake Drive Inn was always at the top of their list of things they like about their town.
Ali paid for my lunch and then offered me some soft-serve ice cream for desert. It was so tempting. Even the pictures looked good.
Are you proud of my self-control? I may go back tomorrow, but I’m not telling.
Woodlake is friendly. Woodlake Drive Inn is the place to network.
Yesterday I made a new Facebook friend while I waited for my food.
Today Vince insisted on trying Woodlake Drive Inn after I told him about the food. A cool breeze blew through the shaded area. A couple sat down across from me at the picnic table while we waited for our lunch. They looked vaguely familiar. After talking to figure out why we knew each other, she gave me her card.
Ali left me with this quote before he got back to work.
“If I didn’t work here. I’d still live here. I walk down the street and people don’t turn away. They say hi. I love Woodlake.”
So next time you come to Woodlake head for the old-fashioned burger shack, Woodlake Drive Inn. Guy Fieri would be proud.
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I sincerely hope you don’t find him in any of these pictures.
The phrase coined in the 1800s as “The good God is in the details,” is sometimes attributed to Gustave Flaubert, but is also listed as anonymous. You get to choose whichever detail you want to believe. No one is going to dispute you here.
Either way, details are pesky little complications that, when added correctly, complete the splendor of the product. I do hope you enjoy this detailed trip through my photo collection about Woodlake, CA.
I wish I could tell you what this fuzzy beauty is. The detail I missed on the windy trip up to see the big trees was that my passenger suffered from motion sickness, and did not enjoy the trip nearly as much as I enjoyed showing it to him. I somehow FORGOT that tiny detail about my BROTHER!
This reminds me of a fuchsia. Researching details about flowers so far has taken me ten minutes, and I’m not too much closer to the answer than before. So I rest my case that those devilish details are hard to chase down.
This young woman is not releasing any details behind her arrest. She paid the Woodlake Chamber of Commerce $25 to keep her identity and crime quiet.
Sheriff Rudy Garcia seems to have trouble finding the details in these arrest warrants. The handsome wily criminal displays a cagey confidence about his impending doom. His smile reveals his belief that his arrest is all a ruse. He asks to use the restroom and slips out another entrance. Chased down and caught back in his own office, he is booked and serves two sentences in the Chamber Jail, one for insulting a police officer by escaping in broad daylight.
The Chamber found out that they own and are responsible for the care and upkeep of this huge sign at the turnoff to Woodlake from Highway 198, which leads up to Sequoia National Park. Upon close examination of this sign, details reveal that it needs to be replaced. You can help if you would like to donate, and possibly win an all-expenses-paid-trip to Hawaii.
On Mother’s Day weekend every year everything comes up cowboy in Woodlake starting with a great parade before the Woodlake Lion’s Rodeo.
You knew that these were cowgirl chaps if you looked closely at the details of the picture. But closely focused photos cut out details that are obvious to people seeing the big picture.
Cowgirls in our town are not just in name only. These boots, though beautiful, are not just for show. Details reveal that this cowgirl works her boots. Sonni Hocobian trains dogs to be service dogs in her spare time.
People milled in the middle of the street before their turn came to walk the parade route. I enjoyed capturing details in the small displays of enthusiasm on the right or the lack of it on the left!
Frank Ainley always captures a willing audience for his detailed stories during a break in senior exit interviews at Woodlake High School. I had the fortune of being his partner this year, so I learned many details including his instruction to these graduates about the proper way for a gentleman to treat a woman. He stood and held each young lady’s chair as she sat down and got up. He even held my chair for me. What a classy man.
If you are a blueberry expert, you probably already knew about Powderblue blueberries. This was a new detail for me.
Woodlake Botanical Gardens is one of Tulare County’s treasures. More than berries grow there. It is maintained by Manual and Olga Jiminez and a crew of high school volunteers. A stroll along the mile long path through the garden reveals hundreds of plants from bananas to hundreds of types of roses, five or six varieties of basil to sunflowers. It is a must see if you come to Woodlake.
If you walk or run on the path around Bravo Lake above the gardens, you should never forget one detail. WATER! Fido even enjoys a sip during the three-mile Kiwanis Run for Hunger in April.
I shouldn’t share any details, but psssst.
That was a lie – sorry! Tomorrow is the Woodlake Valley Chamber of Commerce Car Show. If you live nearby, y’all come. Y’hear.
I hoped you enjoyed your detailed trip to some of the many events that decorate the year in Woodlake.
Thank you for this challenge, WordPress. I see now why I am not a world famous photographer. Ninety-nine percent of my photos are taken straight on. Some of them point slightly up or down, but by and large, I stand and shoot. I’m a straight shooter.
“Could you look up a balance for me?” I asked a Bank manager in Palm Springs while I visited in that city.
“OK, I cheated a little. Forgive me. Scardy Kitty, quit looking up at me like that!”
“Yes, you are down. I couldn’t resist, Scardy. When I was busy texting and not driving, I looked up nearly jumped out of the car trying to get a picture of this fellow.”
“You are not improving, Marsha. That’s still not up.” Scardy whined at me in the background as I typed.
How’s this? A ceiling. Is that better?
“That’s more like it. I could sit in that window and chase birds if they flew in.”
“You’re dreaming now, Scardy. How would you even get up to those windows? They are high!”
“Look up, Marsha, I’d jump on that chair, and up I’d go!”
“You’re going to use up one of your nine lives trying to jump on that chair, Scardy. Three Rivers artist Martha Windmann designed that chair.”
“Very funny. It’s just a picture anyway. Look up over there. What is that thing? I see you in it!”
“That’s another piece of artwork, Scardy, made of phones and tablets. I found that in the San Jose Museum of Art in September of 2015.”
“My head is spinning. I can’t keep looking up much longer.”
“Take a break, go walk that railing up there. The exercise will do you good, and you can look down from up there.”
“Wait until you see this building sized praying mantis, Scardy! You won’t be complaining about the bugs around our house any more, Scardy.”
“Help, get me out of here. I want to get back to looking straight ahead.”
“You got me started with your snide remarks about my definitions of ‘looking up.'”
“I like cheetahs, could we get one?”
“You would have to look up to it, respect its authority. Are you sure you want another cat telling you what to do?”
“Let me think about that. Good try, BTW, Marsha. I caught that when you tried to sneak in another definition for look up. Not funny.
Wow, what’s this? I never thought you get a picture of a UFO, Marsha.”
“Marsha, where are you? Marsha?”
Thanks for looking up my blog. I hope you enjoyed my take on this week’s theme.
Woodlake True Value Hardware Store Celebrating 100 Years of Continuous Service in 2017.
The day had turned out to be a typical Central Valley day, 104 degrees in the shade, and there was no shade. At 1:40 p.m. I rushed out of my car parked four feet from the new True Value Woodlake Hardware Store entrance for my 1:30 interview with Andrew Dorais and Russ Howard, the co-managers of the store.
A traffic accident on the freeway from Visalia, 20 miles west of town, had slowed me for an hour, so YES, I was late when I got there.
One of our Woodlake Chamber of Commerce Car Show posters had front and center position on the front door.
Yeah! Good advertisement!
The door opened and air-conditioning already started to cool me down and settle my driving nerves. Leanne Jones greeted me with a smile, and Andrew and Russ came out to usher me back to the hardware office for our scheduled appointment.
The City of Woodlake commissioned me to write several articles about the different businesses in Woodlake for their magazine, and Andrew met me on the street the on Thursday, June 30 and immediately set an appointment for the next day.
Both Andrew and Russ have talked to me in the past, so I began by asking them how they were doing with the lofty goals they had set when they began working November 1st. Unlike me and my goals, they have achieved all of them and thank the community of Woodlake for the show of support.
8 Reasons to Shop Local
Woodlake is a bedroom community of Visalia. It isn’t far, but it is. It’s twenty miles, and even farther to the hardware stores in town. Some people might even go to Fresno which is about 45 miles away or Bakersfield – 60 miles away.
NOT ME! I think I’ll stay in Woodlake.
Together Russ and Andrew explained eight reasons to shop local rather than going to Visalia or Fresno for hardware and building needs.
They have what I need in the store for building, decorating, and fixing things around the home.
If they don’t have what I need in the store, I can order online through the True Value online website and it comes at no charge. That’s a big bonus for those of us who live even farther out in the country.
Andrew and Russ brought in a huge selection of off-road vehicles. For farmers and laborers who work ranches that range from 7 to over several thousands of acres, nothing could be more practical. Even kids can help their parents run errands driving these around the ranch.
After remodeling and redecorating, the next major step towards creating a new Woodlake Hardware was restocking and reorganizing merchandise. The isles sparkle with new hardware items, garden supplies, toys and items for the home.
The layout has changed since November. It is brighter with new lights and ceiling. I wandered into the garden section taking pictures. Almost immediately I found the outdoor furniture section. Even the lawn mowers looked pretty, and I hate mowing.
Customer service goes without saying at any business, but it usually goes without saying. Many times I’ve walked into a hardware store, and not even seen a clerk who could help me. Unfortunately, I need a lot of help when my husband sends me to the store for some item I’ve never even seen or heard of before. It’s not a problem here. They all know my name! It’s like going into Cheers. OK, maybe you’re too young to remember that.
They wanted to have a mechanics repair shop for small engines, and now they do. I should have asked more about the kinds of small engines they were talking about.
Finally, the quality of the merchandise brings customers back. As Andrew pointed out, and I have experienced shopping for lumber with hubby, it can take rummaging through a few boards before we find the ones that are undamaged and usable. At Woodlake Hardware we can trust them to have just the best pieces. They stay competitive in price as well, and if we have a large order, they have it drop shipped to our building site.
That’s cool. I bet my husband is regretting the trips to Fresno to pick up flooring during our remodel already. He wanted to save the shipping fee, so he DROVE to Fresno, paid a friend’s grandson to help him, and he tweaked his back unloading the 50-pound boxes. What a bargain!
I bet he’s hitting his forehead and saying, “I could have shopped in Woodlake!”
So if you are thinking of driving to Fresno or Visalia to shop for lumber or hardware needs, outdoor furniture, off-road vehicles, bikes for the kids, STOP. Take a short drive to Woodlake, and check out what is here. You will be pleasantly surprised.
Before I had finished taking pictures one display reached out and grabbed me.
I had looked in Visalia for a couple of fold-up portable chairs for the park. They cost $34.00 at one of the stores, so I passed them up. Woodlake True Value Hardware had them on sale for $10.99. I bought two, and told everyone I saw at the July 3rd Blast to go get one before they all sold out!
Below you can listen to our interview on my first podcast. It is not the best quality recording because I don’t have a microphone, so I recorded this with my cell phone and used Audacity to “Normalize” the volume. You can tell it is not very normal.
It was fairly boring with just voices, (sorry Andrew, Russ and Marsha) so I found this great podcast music and purchased 2.5 minutes of “Cowboy Tears” and cut it into little pieces, and pasted it into Podcast #1.
Anyway, it only took two days to normalize and take out all the “uhms.”
Hope you love it. Don’t worry if you don’t. It’s not all that easy to do, and I’ll get better.
All I need now is a lot more knowledge, better recording set-up, and a deep-voiced announcer saying “Another Woodlake Valley Chamber of Commerce Podcast,” or something creative.
So, if you like this article, please share it with your friends. If not, share it with someone you don’t like. (JUST KIDDING)
If you do not live in Woodlake, feel free to share about your favorite local shop. You can be your own local Chamber of Commerce. It’s fun!🙂
I photograph buildings all over the country, but so do you. You even live in some of the places I’ve traveled, and probably have much better pictures of the buildings than I have.
But I bet most of you do not photograph Woodlake, CA. Gotcha, didn’t I?
A Little History of Woodlake
Woodlake began in 1912 as a tourist town nestled away from the beaten path surrounded by the Sierra Nevada foothills. If you head east from Woodlake, you will reach Sequoia National Park. Going through Woodlake is one of the beautiful back ways to get there.
A few of the original 1900s buildings still stand downtown.
This year Woodlake celebrates 75 years of incorporation. Not many of the small towns in Tulare County are incorporated, so it’s a big deal for us. We are having a huge We-R-Woodlake celebration September 23-25th, so things R changin’ round-about Woodlake.
Main Street Woodlake
Woodlake has one north-south main street called Valencia Boulevard, named after a type of orange, which is one of Woodlake’s main crop. The east-west main street which intersects Valencia in the 2016 round-about, is named Naranjo Boulevard (pronounced na rawn’ ho). Some Woodlakers pronounce it (na raw’ no). Naranjos are a different species of oranges.
Three years ago I snapped these pictures before Woodlake underwent a major remodel. One day when the sky is not muddy I’ll go back and do a more thorough job of documenting our buildings and streets as they look now.
In 2015 Morris and his children wanted to retire but hung in there until the building and business sold. Oral E. Micham, Inc. thrilled city and surrounding residents when he bought the business. Morris still comes to work. He started in 1940 the year he graduated from Woodlake High School.🙂
Those are not all the buildings along our main street, Valencia Boulevard, but they are the some of the bigger ones. Several new businesses have come to Woodlake since I took these pictures. Time changes even the small sleepy town of Woodlake, the Western Mayberry.
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This off the beaten path was for the birds, but I enjoyed it from the Bob Jones Trail in Avila Beach, CA. I’ve never seen any birds line up like this since.🙂 Avila Beach, pronounced AH-vuh-luh, has a population of approximately 1,627 at the 2010 census.
It’s hard to believe Avila Beach is that unpopulated when you hike this trail. Not much level land area exists between the beach and the bluffs, but this trail is flat, leaving the cliffs to the side, and people flock to it, as do other creatures.
This was another shot from the Bob Jones Trail, which meanders three miles around a golf course in Avila Beach ( about a half mile from the beach), along San Luis Obispo Creek, past a housing community and general store and restaurant, inland to Ontario Road. which is the road that comes off the Highway 101.
Bob Jones Trail Starts Here
People park their cars and ride or bike the trail with and without extra small people and animals in tow. It’s usually fairly crowded so even Puppy Girl knows to stay on the right side of the center line. Bicyclists are usually courteous enough to call out, “On your left,” as they approach you.
This is the beginning of the trail at Ontario Road. You can see the parking lot across the street.
It’s a great place for families to escape the heat of the Central Valley in the summer and the fog and cold in the winter. It was 95 degrees there last week but my advice is to always take a sweatshirt. You never know.
Shell Beach Bluff Trail
Just up the road between Pismo Beach and Avila Beach, off Ontario Road is the Shell Beach Bluff Trail with mansions on one side and the ocean on the other.
This does not look like a trail, walkers are gently guided onto a fenced path. No one accidentally wanders into the front yards of these homes.
The Shell Beach Bluff Trail trail starts at a parking lot on Indio Drive and winds down to the beach if you go off the paved path.
It’s easy walking for both people and pets. Warning: the trail that leads on down to the beach is not so easy-going.🙂
I had trouble keeping my camera focused on the trail. Sorry! I’m not sure what to do with that white cord. We swiveled around at the start of the downward trail and kept on the paved path back up to Indio Road again.
If you are in the market for one of these beauties on Indio Drive, they are quite reasonably priced at about 1.6 million to start. We chose to stay in our trailer at the KOA Park on Ontario Road.🙂
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