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Turner Falls 11/2005: Daybreak   Comments

Vacation General

What? Me? Camping?

The campsite and Where We Were

If you couldn’t tell, I needed a very serious emotional and creative recharge. We made it to the Turner Falls Park, deep in the heart of the Arbuckle Mountains, and the largest (and really only) waterfall in the State of Oklahoma.

A Meta-Photo, a photo of Kristina taking a photo

Of course, Kristina was there with her slightly better setup. But hey, I can still post photos from my Treo.

Our trip consisted of camping out for one night, taking star trail photographs, and shooting the proverbial breeze. The next day was a chance to explore the Falls area. On our way to the caverns and falls, we stopped at a castle built in the park in the 20’s by a professor at the University of Oklahoma. This guy had way too much free time on his hands.

The castle...

It’s multiple levels, with an external watch house, a turret, a few ammenities, and an 80 year old washroom that looks about as clean as my bathroom. I didn’t get pictures of that. You’d probably thank me.

The First Level of the Main House

I’ve been in greater castles, when I took a trip to England many a year ago, and I still have pictures buried deep in some box in my closet, and one thing that strikes me about the differences between a castle in Oklahoma, and one in England is how well-kempt the castles in Oklahoma are compared to the ones in England.

There was a wall there at one point.

Or, perhaps not.

On a side note, do you ever read grafiti? Sometimes it can be rather… inspiring.

Grafiti on the Wall of the castle reading Find a space, an inner space

And then sometimes, not so much.

I don

And then sometimes, you’re just left scratching your head.

Grafiti say what?

And of course, on any type of castle wall, I just can’t help myself.

That’s right, I went there.

Back to the natural, somewhat less strange scenery, we made our way around the bend, upstream, towards the falls themselves.

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