Sunset Over USS Ranger #104B

 

March 22, 2017

My home for three and a half years, the aircraft carrier USS Ranger (CV-61). I believe this photograph was shot in Pusan harbor, South Korea during our WestPac of 1979. The first time you hear a twenty ton aircraft land just a few feet above your head, your first thought is oh my gawd, how will I ever be able to sleep through this?

When I first reported for duty aboard the carrier, our berthing compartment was under the third or fourth arresting cable, meaning we heard every plane land. Nothing could be worse, right? Wrong. While in drydock for a year in Bremerton, Washington, OA Division (weather guessers) lost our private berthing compartment, as we were moved up to the bow of the ship, to a much larger compartment. Up front, you heard the catapults building up steam to launch each plane, which left the ship with a very loud thud.

I hated my time in the Navy, especially that year spent in drydock, however looking back now, it was probably the most exciting time of my life. Not to mention the great friendships I developed with my Navy brothers. It also gave me the opportunity to buy my first real camera, a 35mm, fully manual Canon AT-1, various lenses and filters plus a rather huge stereo while overseas.

The Navy was also indirectly responsible for my marriage as well, because after serving I had a year’s worth of free dental and met my future wife who was working at a local dentist office as a chair-side assistant. Though the marriage ended on a very sour note and in divorce, my ex-wife did give me two precious, beautiful babies.

My Naval experience also enabled me to get a free college degree from The Ohio State University via the G.I. Bill. I can honestly say that my four years of service in the mid to late ‘70s changed my life for the better.

Steven H. Spring
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Sunset Over The Pacific #112A, 114A, 115A & 116A

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July 30, 2016

Sometime around 1981, I went on a “business” trip out west to Los Angeles. Leaving Columbus, Ohio in a thirty-two foot Winnebago, besides myself there were one of my brothers, a cousin and an older gentleman who was a childhood friend of my uncle. Though I had never driven such a vehicle, I drove nearly the entire trip. The only time I did not drive was when passing through Chicago and in LA. Also along for the ride were Mary Jane and Timothy Leary.

We first drove up to Minneapolis, Minnesota where we dropped off my brother who was going to help another cousin move back to Ohio. From there, we headed to the land of enchantment. Arriving in LA, we discovered that the item being purchased would not be ready until the next morning, so we headed down the coast to find a spot along the beach in which to spend the night. It was while parked along the Pacific Ocean that these photographs were taken. Driving back to LA the next morning, we picked up what we were after and headed home. When passing through Oklahoma City, we dropped off my cousin at the airport who caught a plane to Minneapolis to help his brother move back home.

All told, we made the roughly five thousand mile round trip in seven days. Thankfully, the journey was made uneventfully, except for some fog so thick while passing through Missouri you could have cut it with a knife.

Needless to say, it was a wild trip.

Steven H. Spring
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Sunset Over Plattsburg Road #56B

Sunset Over Plattsburg Road #56BSeptember 12, 2015

This photograph was shot about fifteen years ago, at my old farmhouse.  Growing up in Columbus, Ohio, the old farm sure was a long way from home, not only in actual distance, but life in the fast lane as well.  One thing I loved about living so far out was that I never had to worry about neighbors complaining about playing the stereo too loud, although I did have a sheriff’s deputy come out to the house on two separate occasions.  They could not believe they were reporting a noise complaint.  I did have two speakers, each with a fifteen-inch woofer, on the back porch, sitting up against the windows, facing out, as to be able to rock while gardening.

After my divorce, I bought my first Fender Stratocaster on my fortieth birthday, in pursuit of a life-long dream of one day learning to play the guitar.  Every other Saturday, two brothers (ok, one was technically an ex-brother-in-law, both were divorced, thus the every other Saturday) would come out for the day to pick a little, cook a big meal and partake in some of mother nature’s finer spirits.  We used to rock the old farmhouse.  It is my love of music, and playing the guitar that gives me the will to live to this day.  Oh yeah, I also get a little pleasure in dabbling a little in photography as well.

Taken that long ago, needless to say, these photos were shot on film, and the 4×6 prints were scanned onto my computer, where they were tweaked just a little, adjusting both the color and brightness/darkness levels, before matting and framing them.  As such, looking at this photo online does not do justice to the original 4×6 photographs, as some of the sharpness was lost.

If I am fortunate to have you view my photographs and you find the color saturation too much or the color schemes of the mats do not match either themselves or the photograph, please let me know via a comment.  Being color-blind, what might look great to me might look like sh*t to everyone else!

I sure do miss that old farmhouse!

Steven H. Spring

Sunset Over The Pacific #111D

Sunset Over The Pacific #111D

July 13, 2013

Sometime during 1981, bound for a road trip that could be taken straight out of On The Road or especially Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas, four individuals, including this photographer left Columbus, Ohio in a massive recreational vehicle, heading for California after making a very short stop in Minneapolis, Minnesota.  We did also have Mary Jane and Timothy Leary along for the ride as well.  Although I had never driven such a vehicle, I did drive nearly ninety percent of the trip.  By the time we returned home, a mere seven days later, only two of us could say they made the entire journey.  One was dropped off in Minneapolis, the other caught a flight during our return trip home, I believe out of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma heading also back to Minneapolis.

This photograph was shot somewhere between Los Angeles and San Diego, where we pulled over to spend the night before heading up to LA the following morning.  I believe I shot at least one roll of 36 exposures for every day we were on the road, even though this was not a sightseeing trip.  To view four additional photographs of this same sunset, please see my post Sunset Over The Pacific #112C, 113D, 115B & 113B.  This picture was posted separate from the other four because I like the size of a singular photograph versus a smaller size when posting multiple pictures and this was my favorite of this particular series.

Steven H. Spring